>>6334090You open your eyes, and look around, finding a field of flowers and people walking in meadows of plenty. You approach them seeking to ask where you are. They rip from the ground the seeds of the earth and munch on it, and when they swallow the same chewed up seeds fall from under their tattered clothes. You realize with your nose as you get a closer look their putrid faces bloat as corpses left out in the sun. Flies buzz around and push themselves in and out of their mouth and nostrils. "Are you looking for something?" it asks with perfect clarity despite its mouth and tongue never moving. You run again, swatting at the flies as they try to follow you. Your gut finally gives up and you double over, falling and vomiting on the grass.
