70 To the Lift

-_-_-_-_-_-_-Ai Enma's Perspective -_-_-_-_-_-

"It can't be…"

The world around me had turned into a macabre painting as I stared at the bombshell image of my friend, Brandon, drenched in his own scarlet blood. His face were yelling out of any sort of help coming from the dark tunnel; where the gleaming light was poor, while the infected insects were plenty. 

Despite witnessing the scene before me, my mind had already adrift itself away from the reality, hoping to be awaken from this dreaded nightmare. All my limbs grew numb as it succumbs itself from the darkness enveloped inside the endless tunnel. No words nor image can pierce through the enigma that my mind had created. Nothing...at the seams.