02-22-2015, 08:36 PM
Everywhere he turned, Grant found himself surrounded by fire and molten ground. He eventually fell to the ground, large amounts of sweat running down his face and honey golden hair. It could have been his mind playing tricks on him, but he thought he could see the screaming figures beyond the fires, some men and women, each with large bellies that were constantly moving around. He turned to find himself face to face with the exact said figure, who was sitting as if he wanted the male to tire himself out.