For a moment, a white, eye-blinding light prevented their eyes from seeing.
Angele and Lyn had stepped into the gate, which felt like passing through a gargantuan ball of slime with their bodies then soaked in a strange, sticky fluid.
They regained their consciousness after several seconds.
On the other side of the gate was a patio of average size. Overall, the place looked to be worn out as there were withered plants remaining on the ground.
At the central part of the patio, there was a fountain which contained no water. The walls of patio were of great height that Angele had no idea what was going on outside.
The sky was gray, the sun blocked by the thick clouds. A rotten, musty smell spread into the air.
Both Angele and Lyn were standing near the patio’s entrance.
He then used his biochip to scan the surroundings.
"Stay alert. Something is not right."
