A deserted land.
Dead shrubs, sand, and rocks.
There was nothing nearby except an aged wooden building, its hinges barely holding together under the cold breeze.
Up in the sky, a rose-red color extended beyond what a human eye could see. There was no cloud, nor was there a sun.
Unless the blood-red dot in the sky was considered to be the sun.
One that seemed to be trapping all the nearby lights for itself rather than illuminating outward.
Back down below, a person in black robes was walking in the deserted land.
Their hands firmly holding onto a small piece of machinery. A piece of machinery that looked awfully familiar to a compass.
Looking down, a red arrow pointed forward, and a white arrow pointed west to the left of the person.
"Mom, are you there?"
As the person approached the porch of the abandoned building, they gently pushed the wooden door open.
It reeked loudly as a strong wind blew past the black hood, revealing a blonde-headed woman underneath.
