Everything appeared like reality, but just slightly wrong; colors were a hint too bright, smells touch different. It all started while I was walking in a beautiful valley, with town ahead and oaks around. Then, out of nowhere and everywhere came a voice:”The world will come to end” and the valley started to suffer from drought. Trees died, and some turned into cacti. Wind came and brought dunes. The voice rang for second time:”The world will come to end”, and I raised my hand to see white spot, which grew bigger and bigger until it covered my arm and body. Sunlight grew brighter and started to hurt me. Third time the voice spoke:”The world will come to end” and rain came, but it was a rain of stones, not one of water.

Then the valley started to resolve around me and multiple voices started chanting “The world will come to end, the world will come to end…” faster and faster. The scenes surrounding me changed: A city in flames. Man speaking to a crowd: “They are to blame, they practice blashemy against the True God”, the crowd surrounding a priest. A woman telling a cleric”You must come, they’ll come to you soon” cleric answering:”No. My faith will protect me”. Same cleric and woman later, the cleric is praying. Suddenly he speaks: “I understand”, and rises while starting to glow pure light. “Farewell my companion. We shall see in another world”, he says, turning to ethereal and disappearing. Swarms of undead pillaging a city without clerics. Black clouds shading the sun for eternity. A mushroom shaped cloud rising from crater. Everything fading away