clouds of blood red mist swirl around
you as you hurtle through what seems
to be an endless tunnel of nothing,
your eyes searching longingly to 
glimpse anything of form or shape other
than your own. for what seems like an
eternity, you tumble through the 
aether, hoping to reach its end, 
whatever that may be.

"it was a trap," you think, "something
led me this way deliberately." you can't
see the end, but you know it is out
there, somewhere, beyond the void.

"check," you hear, at the back of your 
mind.
