My first memory of this place is me running for my life trying to escape a three-headed dragon, also known as a hydra. I didn’t wake up to find a hydra about to eat me, no I literally only remember me getting in my car (I’ll explain what that is later) to go to work then out of nowhere, while driving, in an actual blink of my eyes I’m running through a forest being chased by a creature of myth. I had no time to ask questions or even think about what was happening, I only knew that if I didn’t run I was dead.
Though I do have very strong legs from moving hundreds of pounds of metal every day I am by no means fit to run. Within the first couple of minutes of running the world was starting to spin and I could barely breath so needless to say ‘Scaly’ back there was catching up quickly. I often find myself cursing my luck as it is usually bad. For instance, suddenly being chased by a myth, Check. Tripping over a root while being chased by said myth, double check. Immediately after tripping I faceplant into a tree which I hit hard enough to almost knock me out. I couldn’t even get back up.
At this point all I can do is watch while it picks me up in one of its mouths with the intent of eating me, I feel the pain from its teeth stabbing into me like a dozen knives from all different angles. Then I felt something heavy tugging at my coat while I was hanging from the monster’s maw, with what energy I had left I reached into my coats inner pocket and grabbed something that to this day confuses me. Inside my coat pocket was my 9mm handgun that should have been locked up at home in a safe and not on me. Praising my sudden stroke of luck, I all but stabbed the hydra in the eye with the barrel of the gun and shot three defensive rounds into its head. I realize this is a hydra that has more than one head, I knew it wouldn’t kill it however it did do as I had intended.
The hydra released me from its grasp flinging me through the forest where I landed and rolled limply across the ground and into a field. The last thing I saw was a house and yet another creature running towards me. My last thoughts were ‘I must be in hell, to escape a huge monster in a forest only to get eaten out in the open by something half my size..’ My last words were “I hope you get diarrhea from eating me.” Everything then faded out of existence.