It doesn't have time to grab me before it disappears into a dark blue haze. I come to a dark, empty room that resembles the interior of a warehouse. The floors are coated with a layer of dust which thickens the air in the room. I turn in circles as I search for an obvious exit- at least, I feel like I'm spinning. Actually, no- I'm just extremely nauseated. I try to take a step forward, but I crumble with my first step.

I hunch over and gag a few times, thankfully not expelling any of my breakfast. When the room finally stops moving, I take in my surroundings. I...