I was dreaming. I had to be. I was standing in the middle of what looked like a temple. There were destroyed statues everywhere, some leaning against the wall, some shattered on the floor. There was so much dust in the air that I could feel it coating the back of my throat. I coughed, covering my mouth. As I began walking around, I saw ivy covering the walls and on the pillars holding the structure up. Everything was quiet. Too quiet. The only thing I could hear was the sound of my footsteps and my heart pounding. THUMP. I jolted, turning around to face the sound of the noise. It was a man, wearing a...fedora? My mouth opened to try and talk to him, when suddenly, my whole body felt weak. I fell on my knees, unable to stand. My whole body was trembling vi0lently. The man walked, no, glided, towards me. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him in his dark, almost soulless looking, eyes. "You won't make it far, Eliara. That is what I can promise you." He hissed. He pushed me backwards, and everything went dark.
Is it bad I'm starting to simp for the fedora man...
