A Dream...?
Hmm... Adrian's surroundings were unfamiliar, and he couldn't shake the feeling of confusion. The heavy mist obscured his vision, making it difficult to make sense of where he was. He found himself standing on a narrow stone bridge that stretched out into the fog, disappearing into the unknown.
"Is anyone there?" Adrian called out, his voice echoing into the mist. The only response was the sound of his own footsteps reverberating off the ancient stones.
As he cautiously moved forward, the mist seemed to part, revealing glimpses of towering ruins and crumbling structures in the distance. They stood like silent sentinels, casting an air of solemnity over the desolate landscape.
Despite a growing sense of unease gnawing at him, Adrian's curiosity propelled him onward. Each step felt heavier than the last, as if the very ground beneath him resisted his advance.