You've been in the monster's arms for what seems like an eternity, or at least long enough that the blood from its chest has found its way onto your face. Despite this, the creature still smiles. The two of you left the caverns a while ago. Now, it looks as though you've waltzed into what you could only describe as an abyss of fairy lights.

You're startled by the sound of sobbing, and in a panic, you claw your way out of the monster's embrace. The voice, while faint, is almost recognizeable as your own. It's a bit deeper, but you know your own style of crying. You frantically look around. The monster is nowhere to be found, having left a trail of blood in its place.