Welcome to Nocturnia

You don't remember how you got here.

Before you lies a field of dewey sapphire grass, with the occasional glowing white flower dotting the landscape. It looks a bit like the night sky, you think.

Directly below your feet is a concrete platform. It stretches out about five feet on either side of you. You can turn around to view what's behind you.

If you look up, you can see the sky.

To your right, you can see in the distance a sort-of jungle, made of purple vines. Something sparkles deep within the twisted thorns.

To your left, you see a faint footpath, and a faint ocean breeze makes its way to your nose. There is even a seagull in the distance.

IAhead of you, beyond the meadow, is a pitch-black forest. The trees are made of midnight-coloured wood, bristleing with tar-coloured pine needles. It looks intimidating, but you can also hear birdsong from that direction.