The previously cramped hallway expands outwards until it was the size of a tennis court. At the same time, the walls crumble, and in exchange dirt and rocks piled on top of one another, creating mountains on all 4 sides. The solid ground below me softens, replaced by a grainy texture. I step back, and my foot slips, bringing my knee to the ground. Sand sprays everywhere, covering my lower body and parts of my upper body.
What made it worse was the little light the game gave me vanished. Darkness enveloped the surrounding space quickly and without any vision, I had to rely on my other senses.
What can I hear?
What can I smell?
What can I touch?
I hear it.
Sand booming around me echoing off the walls. In conjunction, I could hear a low hissing creeping closer to me. I turn around, shifting and pushing sand around me, hoping to get a reaction from whatever it was around me.
But nothing.