Adrian's P.O.V

I was surrounded by heavy fog, unable to see what was in front of me. The air was thick and suffocating, making it difficult to breathe. I leaned forward, trying to find something, anything, to hold onto, but there was nothing.

The fog began to clear, and I noticed that I was standing on a mountain. My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the familiar scenery. I was back on the mountain, the same one I believed that I had escaped two months ago.

I took a step back, relief ...