There was sand everywhere. Wherever I turned my head, I saw sand, small grains piled on top of each other to create mountains of sand. I was stranded here alone, with nowhere to go. I tried to walk, but with every step I took, my feet would sink into the ground, like it was feeding on my flesh. The sun was beating down on me, the vehemence of its heat suffocating me like it was releasing its fury through harsh waves of heat. My body was drenched in sweat, my clothes translucent, and delivering oxygen to my tired lungs was a difficult task.Out of nowhere, devilish winds would pass by my body to t*****e me, kicking sand into my eyes and mouth. I would turn my body one way and the wind would turn as well, chasing me, facing me, like we were dancing, our bodies then colliding in full force. I
