Paradise of Nightmares

Almond opened the door and saw an old woman with messy gray hair sitting on a cushion behind a small table, with candles illuminating the tiny room.

"Sit."

Almond took a deep breath. 'No point in wasting time feeling things I don't need to feel.'

'Nothing can scare me, nothing can make me give up.'

Almond sat down on the cushion and nodded at her. "So, where am I?"

"You are in the Paradise of Nightmares. A type of dimension where only souls can go in."

"So my soul is here?" Almond frowned. "What if I die here?"

"You don't know?" the old woman blinked and smiled. "Well, if you die here, you're dead completely, into void, out of existence. Your soul becomes a negligible nourishment for the Grimworld."

'She sent my fucking soul here!?' Almond felt anger as he clenched his fist, ignoring the increasing pain from his fingers as he did so.