(Christian P.O.V)
Days I have been at this strange place surrounded by thick white fogs. I tried finding a way out but every attempt I made I kept on returning at the same spot, next to the large stream.
Where am I? I thought angrily; as I sat naked on a large rock beside the stream, staring at the large body of water passing by while my mind drifts off. I curled up on the rock holding both of my knees to my hard chest remembering what had happened before I was here. I closed my dark eyes sadly.
Am I dead? I thought. Is this the place where the dead souls are placed? I again thought, but why am I alone? Shouldn't there be others like me who passed away?
I did not know what to think anymore. Being here for such a long time I had started to lose my mind.
"Ha!..." I raised my head screaming angrily seeing nothing but thick white fog above me as well.