My fingertips were the first to have an intuition, and I slowly opened my eyes, and it was pitch black all around, without any buildings or scenery, and this empty space seemed to tell me that I was still in a dream.

Is it in a dream? I pinched my face, it hurt. Why do dreams have intuition? Where the hell is this? I wandered around in a daze, without any references, like a blind man who was unfamiliar with the terrain, and kept circling in circles, touching the walls around me with my hands, and quickly returning to their original shape when my hands were withdrawn.

No matter how much I cried for help, there was a dead silence all around, and it was very unpleasant, as if I had been tricked. I was still spinning in circles, there was no road ahead, no exit, nothing, and after countless circles I finally lost my mind and ran like crazy until I was so tired that I collapsed on the ground.

The feeling of dizziness began again, my vision and hearing became blurry, my stomach seemed to stir back and forth in my body, I tried my best to restrain this nauseous feeling, my little consciousness was in vain under the stalemate, and it was not long before I lost consciousness again.

"Wake up, child"

I vaguely felt someone calling out to me, and I opened my eyes, thankfully the feeling I had before I fainted was gone, which gave me enough strength to find the voice and get out of here.

The owner who made that voice was not far from me, and the man was dressed in a navy blue robe with a hat covering his face, and I could not see his appearance.

"You shouldn't know about this space"

"Well, it's not a bad thing for you to act early."

I couldn't hear any emotion in the man's voice, the man was suspicious from start to finish, but he was the only one who could get me out of here, and maybe he was the one who got me here.

A circle of transparent bubbles floated around the man, and the ground around him turned from black to white, as if he was about to leave. But he left so many questions that I didn't even have time to ask him the most basic question, the name.

Now, if you don't ask him, you won't have a chance. "Wait, you can tell me before you go... Your name? ”

He hesitated. “··· Sativa "

The bubbles gathered more and more, turning from transparent to substantial color, and they wrapped around his whole body, gathering into a huge bubble, and when the bubble burst, the person also disappeared.

There are more and more strange things, which are far beyond the scope of what I can bear, first I see people who do not exist in reality, and I faint inexplicably, and then I enter a strange space and meet strange men. The many strange things are hinting at me, not dreams, not hallucinations, not supernatural events, what I have experienced is the real reality, the mystery, still waiting for me to solve.