As i stepped through the swirling gate, my vision and senses did a back flip and tumbled. The world around me almost seemed to twist and bend in a nauseating experience.
By the end of it, i was met by a scorching dry wind that bit the skin off my face.
"What the...?"
"Argh, it's so dry!"
I turned to my side and caught sight of Chelsea and Trise rolling out their tongue, with Don pulling at his collar.
At the same time, i realised my body felt much more heavier than usual, almost as if an invisible weight was pressing down on me.
'This is...'
[The gravity.] Meta promptly said.
'Huh? Gravity? What are you talking about...?'
[Look closely.] She said.
[This is no longer the world you know.]
Realising the implications of Meta's sullen words, i felt a tinge of anxiety brew inside of me and looked up.
"The sky..."
It was blood red.
