He felt like he was floating, like a leaf carried by a gentle breeze. But it wasn't a new place. He'd been here earlier today, and it was because he hadn't succeeded that he was back again.
A pang of shame settled in his chest. He couldn't believe he had been defeated by a bunch of bones. It was embarrassing and made him feel really small. He thought he must look so weak. He wished his master were here, so he could just smack his head and maybe scold him a little.
Even though he felt bad about failing, he wanted to look around. It was strange how this place felt so familiar, like he'd visited it long ago, not just today.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but it was like they were glued shut. He wondered if he even had a body anymore, or if he was just a floating thought. He gave it another go, but the result was the same.