Illusion

Jake looked around, and back at the bright sky. 

"The bright sky, the whole thing, feels like a farce." Jake muttered. 

He looked forward at Annie, who had left him and ran forward, leaving him all alone where he stood. 

"And now that I think about it, she has called me a Baron until now, and never by my name. Even though I asked her to."

"The sky, the sky also feels way too wrong. The Evil Lands are too strong, and the entire holy grounds felt like one space, not too separate realms."

One by one, the flaws that were too glaringly obvious here started showing themselves in Jake's eyes. He started thinking calmly, and one by one, this place became a trap more than reality. 

It was an illusion. 

"An illusion. How the hell do I get out of this illusion?" Jake understood. Still, he maintained his calm. Being in an illusion that was not real, well he was way too used to it.