Road

The field went away sometime afterwards. It was replaced by the wilderness sprouting anew. The forest stretched out all around us. It was completely silent except for the crunch of our boots against the dead gray grass. A blank sky contrasted with the colorfully bland trees.

At some point, shadows ceased to exist. A sun without coloring popped into the sky above us and its light eradicated traditional shadows. There weren't any clouds. No birds. Just the sky, the sun, the forest, and us. And of course, the road.

We came across a lone car sitting lonesome on the road. It was an old car, a relic of humanity's past stranded within the realm. We walked past it without investigating its insides. Good decision.

But then the car turned itself on. The headlights of the car illuminated us and for the first time shadows returned to the world. We were blinded. The engine revved up. The car seemed as if it was on the verge of running us over. Instead, it went into reverse and rolled away swiftly in the opposite direction. It hit a tree and it merged with the tree. Rust covered it and vines did as well. The tree rotted while the car fell apart. Then, everything stopped, and the tree fell over, flattening the car completely. We forget this and keep walking.

Nothing of importance happened for a long time. The sun disappeared and we were left alone in the great emptiness once again.