Answer: I was traveling fast through the portal. I could barely breathe, the air was so thin. I could smell the rotting smell of dead grass and I could see the hombre of blues and purples. The velocity of speed sounded like howling wind on a cold night. I felt for something to grab on to, but I only felt the absence of a lever or a house. I was scared for my life. I fell to the ground, not knowing where I was, I called for someone to help.
Nobody answered.
