(UPDATED!! Added a little more to make it make sense!)

”How did this happen?” You ask yourself as you lay in the hospital bed.

There was an accident. A fatal one. Well, it should’ve been fatal. After parting from your friend group to explore more parts of the abandoned building you guys were in, you go downstairs to find this… thing. It looked like one of those dimensional rifts you would find in a movie. After coming in contact with it, it felt like your whole body was on fire and your head was exploding. Then, you blacked out. Your friend group found you and called 911. You were rushed to the hospital. Apparently, after asking your friends who came to visit some questions, you were in a coma for several weeks.

This specific day, however, you were having a conversation with one of your friends about that day. The day that you blacked out.

“Uh, not to be one of those people to say ‘I told you so,’ but I knew you shouldn’t have went down there alone. That place was already creepy as is. And what is with you saying stuff about this rift crap?”