lava

Date: 4/8/2018

My boyfriend and I were standing on a little wooden bridge that arched over small hills. I could see a beautiful, clear scenery around me. The sun was just starting to set and illuminated the landscape with a soft glow. We were just beginning to say how we admired the view when suddenly the sky turned blood red, and the land around us began to split open and reveal what looked like lava all around us. The bridge started to crack loudly and ripped apart, sending us forward into the blazing fire. We were horrified and grabbed for each other. I clung to his chest as we fell, and he began screaming in pain. He cried out that the lava got into his eye. I was horrified but in a split second, the feeling dissipated, along with the terrible image of lava and the bridge. It was like the entire crystal clear image of everything I could see around me just formed one pixelated tv-screen, and it crackled and disappeared into a completely different place. It looked like the inside of a treehouse. It was small with all wooded walls and ceiling, and a blue light shone against them.