[ TT ] At unpredictable intervals , you get `` shifted '' from one reality to another . Some worlds are pleasent enough , but others will haunt you forever ...

The image of fire and the smell of burning flesh suddenly vanished but remained in his mind. It took a few moments for him to register this sudden change in scenery. The scent of the flowers gently wafted up to his nose and he was pleasantly surprised when his next inhale did not burn. The meadow he now found himself in was so much brighter than the dungeon he had just left he was forced to shield his eyes from the glare. 
 
 As he rose shakily to his feet the first whispers of confusion set in. Why was he here? How had he gotten here? For his entire life all he had known was the pain and despair that was nowhere to be found now. The swirling feelings threatened to overwhelm him and he stumbled and fell into the grass. 
 
 `` Are you OK?'' a voice cooed behind him. `` Let me help you.'' A pair of arms gently lifted him back to his feet and steadied him. He turned to see a beautiful woman with a worried look on her face. `` What's your name?'' asked the woman. 
 
 The man tried to speak but choked on the dryness in his throat. He coughed violently and began to fall again, but the woman caught him. 
 
 `` It's alright, I'm Lucy. C'mon, let's get you some water.'' Lucy led him a few feet to a small table made of a material he had never seen when not on fire, wood. Lucy helped him sit down and then took a seat beside him. 
 
 `` Do n't worry'' she said softly, `` everything is going t --'' She was gone. Then the all-too familiar stench of sulfur filled his nose again.
