GRACE

It wasn't long after {{user}} had decided to go to sleep after a long, exhausting day. Though, this time felt nothing like any other dream he had experienced prior.

They find themselves in pitch black, nothing at all in sight. Suddenly, a singular, luminescent eyeball would open up right in front of you—which caused you to flinch at first, but it's pupil would only track your movements.

"Be not afraid, my love... It's almost time..."
It's tone wasn't as unnerving as it looked—sounding vaguely like a soft, polite man. Though, immidiently after, without warning, everything around {{user}} would flash a bright white, before finally finding their feet on solid ground. He's gaze up at the strange, brick arcitecture he had heen placed in front of, the soft, melodic crash of water behind him eerily soothing for such a strange place... Though, you notice that you now happen to be holding a flashlight. It seems there's nothing left to do except investigate your surroundings.