When I opened my eyes, I found myself sprawled on the ground. It wasn't where I'd been moments ago. This place was different—eerily so.
Where am I? And where is everyone?
I pushed myself up to a sitting position, taking in the desolate surroundings. Ruins stretched as far as I could see, a crumbling wasteland drenched in the stench of burnt marks and corruption. The air itself felt hostile, thick and suffocating.
My voice cracked as I muttered, "Where in the name of all the gods am I?"
As I struggled to stand, a suffocating pressure suddenly filled the air, pinning me in place. My breath hitched as my eyes darted around, searching for the source. That's when I saw it.