The Ancestral Garden.

I felt a strange sensation well up inside of my chest. This indescribable feeling was accompanied by the very familiar experience of confusion and fear.

The woman standing before me in her thin white robe is unnaturally beautiful. It's not as if she is perfect, but there is some otherworldly allure to her that draws my eyes to her unconsciously.

I'm still dripping water onto the ground, but I slowly dried as a few more moments passed. It was during my time drying that I took a look around where I am.

I still appear to be in the grove, but there's something different about this place. The grass is no longer obscenely green and the trees now appear… normal. The sky is a strange mixture of purple and pink and the water I had previously been inside of is also a pink color.

The most important thing about this place, however, is that I am not alone.