First Island

Everything was dark. Visibility was zero. 

Bill could not locate his friends. Only his sense of touch and hearing to his help. He couldn't make out their forms as if he had lost his eyesight. And not only Bill but all of them were in the same state.

It was then…

*sniff* *sniff*

An unknown smell drifted in his nose.  It smelled like roses but was a little different.

'What is this smell?'

*thud*

The guy who was walking in his rear fell to the floor as he became unconscious. Bill eyebrows rose high so much that his forehead disappeared.

"Everyone covers your nose! Don't breathe in this air!" Bill shouted at the top of his voice as he covered his nose and his voice.

But it was too late, as he heard no sound from behind him. It was all a deathly nothingness. He was with a group of nine but everyone had become dead silent.

'Dammit!'