I wake up slowly. Ugh... my head. It hurts more so than if I used clairvoyance or get weird predictions of the future. Yet... why does it feel wrong? I look up. The sky's red? I turn and see a pentagram like a moon. I sit up. I grip my head. What happened? I remember... a blade. I remember blood.

I look down and I jump. There were two other arms. I move them up. Sure... I could probably grow extra limbs with my power, but these were gray. I feel my face. It feels so cold. I realize my ears feel pointy like an elf. I see blood dripping. I feel my chest. I wince. I almost scream. There's blood. I see a puddle near me. I try to stand but I fall immediately. 

Okay... I honestly think my legs are broken. I crawl over to the puddle. I jump. When I look at myself. I look like some kind of elven creature from fairytales. My skin was gray, and my ears were pointy. My eyes were black like tar. I had four arms, and a burning chest wound. Can you imagine this? This shock that I feel. I've changed so much. Where even am I?

This smell is burning my helling nose.

This is Hell for a reason.

Hell is forever!

Hell... is that where I am? Am I dead? I look up to the sky. What do I do know?