Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

A strange sensation coursed through my body, like a jolt of electricity.

I felt like I was becoming weightless and disoriented. It was as if the world around me was spinning, and I couldn’t get my bearings. Then, with another jolt, I was transported to another world.

I was literally vomited out on another land.

It was nothing like I had ever seen before. Everywhere I looked, I saw a barren wasteland stretching out as far as my eye could see. The sky was a deep shade of purple, and the air was filled with a strange energy that made the hairs on my arms stand on end.

As I took in my surroundings, I realized that I was completely alone in this strange new world. There was no sign of life anywhere, no animals or plants, just endless sand and rocks.

I didn’t have the courage to take a walk at the beginning. I looked at my hands. To my surprise, my wound had already healed.

I slapped myself hard and then pinched my skin.

Was this an extension of that spooky dream that I was dreaming? Were my cramps really that bad?

But the slap felt hot and the pinch left a visible red mark on my hand. Some realistic dream, I was having.

Since it was a dream, I had nothing to fear and so took a step forward and decided to explore.

As I walked forward, my feet felt soft against the sand. It felt like my pace was increased and I was rushing down a slide.

The faster I went the faster the sand began to slide and after a certain point I could feel that I was struggling.

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That would exactly be what Sarah would have said if she saw me like this. But Sarah and the world that I once called mine, seemed like a distant dream in my twisted reality.

The more time I spent in that space the more it began to seem like I belonged there.

The next instance the entire sandy land caved in and I was drowning in sand.

The world seemed to slow down, and I could see the individual grains of sand flying past me, whipping around in a chaotic frenzy. The wind was rushing past me so fast that I could barely breathe, and I felt like I was being torn apart by the sheer force of it all.

Then, with a jarring thud, I hit the ground. It was soft and cushiony, but still jarring and painful. I felt the sand envelop me, burying me up to my waist, and I struggled to get free. I could feel the sand slipping through my fingers, and I realized that I was sinking deeper into the soft, shifting ground.

My heart was silently heaving in my chest as I struggled to pull myself free, but the sand seemed to be holding me fast. I was trapped, buried alive in this vast expanse of shifting, treacherous sand. The landscape had betrayed me, and now I was paying the price.