"...Jin, …ke up!".
A distant voice resonated within the void in his mind. It was loud and fiery, like the breath of summer.
Jin's darkened vision pried open to see an endless darkness surrounding his environment.
The sense of direction disappeared; he couldn't differentiate between left, right, up, and down. Everything was completely void.
He didn't even know if he was standing or floating; Jin had no idea where this was.
"Jin, wake up".
However, those words kept repeating themselves like a broken record. Slowly, Jin pulled all his sprawled thoughts.
His ears shook, hearing a loud beating in his chest. A proof that he was still alive.
"What is that?". Jin looked ahead.
In front of him, a light blinked as if it wanted to tell him something.
Jin extended his right hand and tried to reach the things, but a crack resounded within the darkness.
It echoed like an ominous omen as he saw golden veins crawl through the darkness like cobwebs.
"Jin, wake up!".
