100 - THE FINALE / Asher the Extravaganza

I awoke in pitch black, lying on something which I couldn’t really describe, but it was neither soft nor very hard.

This wasn't my childhood bed. That much was apparent; in which I had slept in the night before, instead I found myself in what I thought was sand. It's wet too, ugh.

From the feeling I got, I think I was also wearing my usual equipment, a sort of armor made of leather. It was a pretty low tier, but I thought it looked pretty cool. Why was I wearing it? I went to bed in my pajamas and now that I am here. I’m suddenly wearing it.

Of course, this place could have been anywhere I could have thought of.

I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but no matter how long I seemed to wait, they never did.

But even though it was too dark to see anything, it wasn't too dark to hear anything.

There were many people present wherever this was.

Talking, shouting, screaming their heads off, moving about, and running.

From the muffled sound of bare feet to the iron clang of a