I’m not sure how to explain to what I saw, except it must’ve been the equivalent under the influence of drugs. I saw these lights and colors mixing with each other in impossible ways. It seemed like hours before it ended, and when it did, I was in total darkness. I felt my body slide down a slimy, icky tube. I could hear the faint sound of screaming: it was Sydney’s.

WHOOSH!

Then, out of nowhere, the tube took a 90° drop. Sydney’s screaming became louder. To be honest, I started screaming like a girl. I saw a light. I was falling, face-first. I now wonder how that happened. Back then, I couldn’t concentrate. I was to afraid. A mushroom was there. I had barely any time to think, but then I thought it would cushion me.

THWACK!

My head hit it, and the mushroom was hard like a rock. I got up, feeling woozy and exhausted. The sticky fungi that attached to my body were still on my head and body. They must have cushioned my fall. Clearly, I didn’t know the laws of physics in this world. Looking around, I saw it was underground jungle of fungi. They were covering the cavern walls and ceiling, illuminating the place.

I took a step on the hard surface, and coughed. I took another step, that triggered a cough that stung the back of my throat. I looked down, as my head started to slump. There was a green smoke coming from this giant thing. I was being poisoned. I need to get off of it.

I covered my mouth and nose, trying not inhale it. But still, I coughed. I was just about to fall down, possibly take my final breath, but then a woman’s hand grabbed mine.

“Hey, are you okay?” a woman’s voice said.

“Sydney?” I asked as I saw the familiar long, blue hair, not seeing her face.

“No, sorry,” said a woman’s soft voice.

She was making me run through this underground mushroom jungle. I was going as fast as I could (which was hard to do since I was exhausted). But I was able to manage it after a few minutes, as the poison must’ve left my lungs then.

We sat down under a looming mushroom that acted like a tree. She looked to the left, still not showing me her face.

“We can’t stay here long,” she said.

“Why?”

She gave me no reply. I tried to ask again, but she said, “Now is isn’t the right time to explain. Maybe later.”

I was frustrated because I really wanted to know what on earth(?) was going on.

I heard some sloshing noises. I wanted to look around the corner to see what was making those sounds, but my mind told me not to.

SLISH, SLOSH, SLISH, SLOSH

“Be very quiet,” the woman whispered.

The sloshing sounds we’re growing louder and louder by the second. The woman had her hand covered over her mouth. I closed my eyes, trying not to panic. I opened them again. There were zombies covered mushrooms from head to toe.

We were surrounded.