I was surprised to be greeted by night. I didn't know what time of day I had arrived in the Zeogian realm, but I was sure it was well before noon, and it took me no more than three hours to find the store, only a few minutes to speak with that dreadful mage even though the unsettling, inexpressible feeling made it seem like hours, like years. Also, I didn't expect the night to come so quickly at all.
Although the astonishment remained in me, I went for a little walk, in the vicinity of course, within earshot of this detestable mage, because I did not wish to make any bad encounters. And I wasn't so naive as to believe that it was impossible in the Zeogian world. On the contrary. And any being who would have bad intentions towards me, was dangerous, even deadly.
And I was right to think so, for I soon felt a phenomenal presence arise around me. So phenomenal that I felt my breathing stop, and my legs could no longer carry me.