"Where am I?" I asked rhetorically. I looked around the darkness, looking for a single light but couldn't find any.
"Kymopoleia," it whispered again. I decided to trace the voice. I followed the voice as it continued to whisper my name, softer than the other. The deeper I walked to wherever it was leading me to, the brighter the light at the end became.
I quickened my pace, breaking into a run to get to the light faster. The more I ran, the further it became. I stopped running and continued walking, I wasn't supposed to run. Each step made me want to collapse and die, my muscles tightened and stiff every time I moved. The groundless bottom slowly became watery ground as it rippled at my movement. The water didn't make my feet feel cool, it was hot like lava.
Pain, I seem to be experienc
