บท 195: Deceitful Self

As he laid there, staring up at the malignant void that looked back down at him, it settled in just how strange of a situation he was in. Experiencing otherworldly phenomena so frequently, he was desensitized to it all. 

It wasn't something he gave a whole lot of thought to normally, as most of the time he was more preoccupied with trying not to be killed by whatever hostile was after his life. 

'Living in this crazy Apocalypse…I feel like my mind has been permanently changed,' he considered. 

Amidst his self-reflection, a peculiar sound greeted his ears; like that of a gentle wave casting itself over. He closed his eyes for a moment, listening to the trickles of water. 

Laying there, he envisioned the sand he was on to be part of a beach, neighboring a crystal-clear, beautiful ocean.