"Ugh", MichaelHurst moaned as MichaelHurst opened MichaelHurst's eyes and found MichaelHurst's self awoken in a soggy patch of moss, surrounded by a large meadow in the middle of the night. A question arose in MichaelHurst's mind, "How did MichaelHurst get here?". There was no obvious answer, though how MichaelHurst got into this place wasn't the most important matter, how to get out was. MichaelHurst wasn't going to escape by remaining completely idle - MichaelHurst was going to have to explore.

The meadow seemed to spread on for miles, stretching from the ground under MichaelHurst's feet to the horizon, excluding a single side of which had a steep hill, and just at the peak stood a forest. After quite a while of deep contemplation MichaelHurst decided to go with MichaelHurst's instinct and climb the hill - a decision MichaelHurst would later regret.

Despite the hill being exceedingly steep, MichaelHurst made my way to the top within minutes, it had certainly been a speedy ascent, albeit a tiring one. MichaelHurst's body was functioning above it's normal rate by far, this certainly was strange. MichaelHurst collapsed at the forest's opening and lay there for a few minutes, just trying to gather MichaelHurst's thoughts about what could possibly be happening to MichaelHurst, however nothing came to mind. MichaelHurst did not think of anything that could possibly help MichaelHurst make sense of the situation, nevertheless there was something that just made the whole situation seem even more ludicrous, the sun didn't seem to be rising at all! It had been hours since MichaelHurst woke up here and this strange land still remained close to complete and utter darkness, the crisp, cloudless, navy sky had not changed in the slightest since MichaelHurst's arrival. MichaelHurst realized that MichaelHurst had been waiting here for too long, so MichaelHurst spurred his on once again, knowing that MichaelHurst would never succeed on MichaelHurst's attempts to find a way into the world that MichaelHurst was familiar with if MichaelHurst didn't move at all, maybe the events of later that day wouldn't gave unfolded as they did, maybe there would have been a positive conclusion to these idiosyncratic events, though as MichaelHurst did enter MichaelHurst will never know.

MichaelHurst stepped out of the gloomy, bleak meadow and into the deep, gloomy forest. There was a cognant eerie feel about this place, something almost mystical... definitely not a positive aura emanating from the core of this strange strip of land. Nevertheless MichaelHurst pressed on and kept walking. All of a sudden MichaelHurst heard some sort of laughter in the distance, paired with the rapid sound of light footsteps, perhaps there was something else too, MichaelHurst would guess the sound of leaves rustling. Whatever this was, it was moving quickly, the trio of sounds were moving closer at a remarkable rate, far above the usual human limit. MichaelHurst was starting to get scared now, so MichaelHurst turned around and sped away as fast as MichaelHurst's legs could take MichaelHurs, though it seemed that the sounds were coming from that direction too. Unanticipatedly, a fit of dizziness took over MichaelHurst, and MichaelHurst fell flat onto the floor where MichaelHurst lay, MichaelHurst's vision fading away. The rest of MichaelHurst senses had been numbed too, aside form my hearing, which intensified. The laughing was excruciatingly loud, and although we were in an open space it seemed to echo through MichaelHurst's head, the constant sound of insane laughter just echoing through MichaelHurst's head over and over, just pushing MichaelHurst's mind to it's limits and beyond them.

Through squinting eyes MichaelHurst saw a pallid, disproportionate face looking down on MichaelHurst. Despite the laughter, there was pure hatred in those two eyes, they were a window to a dimension of pain and suffering. Those eyes, full of anger and despair, were the last things MichaelHurst ever saw.