Labyrinth of dreams and doors

What is this really all about?

"Ouch, my head!"

Marion began to blink and see the surrounding area framed by the blurring of her gaze.

A well-lit place but not at all positive in it, people are tense, managing to make their romanya feathers shudder. Especially with a little rancid fragrance in some places. 

"Isn't I asleep? This must be just a dream!" 

Without hesitation Marion hit his face vigorously. But her hope of not feeling pain was overwhelmed by the reality that made her cheeks red.

"aw! Eh? It's a dream, isn't it? Why do I feel pain?"

A sense of panic began to envelop his heart and wanted to get out of this place immediately. 

He thought that this gripping magnificent room was the headquarters of a mobster who kidnapped him, but he didn't feel the touch of the mafia's special building inside.

His small steps began to gaze at every corner of the room. Red and black became the basic colors of this building.