I woke up in some kind of meat cocoon inside the acid, struggling to get to the air and freedom, thinking about what it was about and where I was.
Somehow I managed to get to oxygen by piercing the shell with my bare hands grabbing at least a breath of air and freedom, I fell off the edge of the wall and fell on some kind of road wondering where I saw a completely ruined city and there.
The fall inflicted serious injuries on me, looking at the completely collapsed city, I saw a kind of homeless man completely covered in blood with an ax, he walked towards me, I whispered to him through the pain, "Please help me." it rammed into my stomach.
He ate me alive because it was their only kind of food, human flesh. After that man ate me alive, I reappeared in a meat cocoon and fell on the cobblestones again, knowing what was waiting for me and where I was, I was walking on the scattered in the city, very confused, it was raining, removing the acid from me.
There is some kind of tribe in hell if you are reading this you need to know that it is some kind of target here in hell if you enter a tribe you will hunt with them you will have someone to talk to and you will not die and fight to the air in acid.