I stood there, not knowing where I was.
Hadn't I just closed my eyes?
Please no chaotic dreams, now that I am finally free from the giant.
As if my body and mind were resisting being here, I stood there, looking at my shoes while crossing my arms in protest.
I was dizzy, seeing everything blurred as hell.
Red.
The sounds also seemed strange, and when I finally looked up, I saw that there were a bunch of people before me in what seemed to be a parking lot.
What the hell... had I gotten into Harry's body, and he had lost his glasses on the way to a stadium?
No, this felt like my body, but the sounds were as if I were underwater.
I saw people fighting everywhere and smelled alcohol and the smoke of cigarettes.
As I tried to leave the parking lot, not wanting to be dragged into the stadium by the people here, I was pushed and shoved there nevertheless.
