Suddenly, Ross opened his eyes to a new environment the moment he crossed the one-hundred-step mark.
Around him was a dark space filled with dark clouds rumbling from the loud crackles of lightning that rained down continuously from them.
The ground was a rough land of grey stones and soil. It was eerie and reminiscent of a place of death. Fog shrouded the ground, creating a spooky atmosphere that added to the eerily dead-like environment.
Ross looked up at the crackling lightning that was as wide as a person's arm. Each strike of lightning charred the grey earth and turned it black from the tyrannical strike.
Ross swallowed nervously, unsure of what to do, as the 50-meter-wide spot he stood in was the only place untouched by lightning. 'This is definitely going to be about those big ass lightning.'
The gloom on his face was apparent as he contemplated what lay ahead. The redhead's eyes darted around, taking in everything, when a loud voice echoed throughout the space.
