Pain. The only word that can sum up this dreadful place that I have woken up to. Untouched by life for so long, metal struts break upon my weight as I bring myself to my feet. Where am I? I have been here long enough that sand has accumulated in tiny crevices within the folds of my clothing. I shouldn't have been out that long. Footsteps lead into the dark structure that I awoke next to. The wind is slowly blowing them away. Whoever, or whatever, they belong to was here recently. Heading into the structure I follow the footsteps as long as the sand reaches. But after a few minutes the sand has gone and I have nothing to keep my bearings on. I step from the sand onto the cold hard metal floor and look back and chuckle while letting out a little grin. The footsteps reminded me of a story my mother used to tell me about a little boy and girl that left bread crumbs upon the forest floor so they knew how to get home after their day's adventures. My grin fades as I realize the story ends with a witch, and I promptly turn back around and head into the unknown. Light. After an unknown period of time I see a pale pulsating glow emanating from around the corner. I quickly move towards it and peer around the corner. Some complex structure atop a dais at the foot of a metal table is the source of the glow. Trails of wires lead to the skeleton of what seems to be a portal. The table is glowing in a very peculiar fashion. I move closer to investigate and I realize. Blood. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end as I turn around. He’s there. Of course He is. He’s always been there. He wanted me to find this; to see what is about to come. I’ve nowhere left to go as he moves towards me. Smiling. Why does He smile? He’s so close. I feel a slight pressure on my chest. The warmth of my body is fleeing. I look up at that smiling face as the cold grips of death grab me. Silence.