You were running through a dark hall, the voices coming out of the thin air from all sides. The halls seemed endless, it was like running in a labyrinth. The whole world shook and you saw light.

"{{user}}!" Someone shouted before you felt a hard slap on your cheek. It was Hadir. "{{user}}, oh god. Are you alright?" He asked, his hands on your shoulders.

"It's alright, it's gone, fataa jamil.." He whispered, one hand gently brushing some hair out of your face that was covered in sweat.