I had another brush with dark magic. I had hoped I'd never have to experience anything like that wizard's mind trick ever again, but fate saw things differently for me. After we witnessed the brutality of that horrific massacre, we went to take a rest and woke up in a strange crimson landscape, surrounded by what appeared to be giant hairs of an impossibly large creature. It didn't take long for us to realize that we're in a hellish dimension of sorts and that the old hag hit us with a spell. I tried to keep my composure and wake up from this, believing that this was just another magical mind trick, but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried to remind myself that none of this was real, I couldn't bring myself back to my senses. I was stuck in this unholy realm, witnessing tortured souls locked in cages, creatures more twisted and spiteful than what the halfling mind can conjure tearing at eachother in a spiritual war, and a never ending blood red sky storming across the horizon. I tried to find my parents, the fire, or any semblance of the previous nightmare scenario spell I had, but I couldn't find them. I tried calling these hallucinations out, hoping to just get it over with as quickly as possible, but they wouldn't present themselves. I tried taking control of this scenario when Avantis started slapping me, yelling at me to head for this skull shaped pavilion with the rest of my friends. All of a sudden I heard an infant's crying come out of the sky and saw a mutated travesty of pure evil slither its way through a portal and my god, it's face. I'd never seen anything so horrible in my life. It appeared to be a demonic aborted fetus, but with the power and strength of a god. By that point I'd begun to realize that this wasn't the same nightmare sequence I'd faced last time; this was something darker than that, more evil than that. When we came to, the treacherous hag had disappeared, I tried calming my friends down, letting them know that this was just an evil dream cast upon us and that I'd already experienced something similar when out of the blue, Avantis showed up with a third eye on his forehead. Salinor proved it was real when he poked at it, causing Avantis to spit out an earful of words I'd rather not repeat. Shade couldn't contain his laughter for the life of him, and I just sat there, awestruck and distraught at everything that had happened. All in all, it was a pretty decent night, considering the circumstances and I'm sure it goes without saying, but I really don't like dark magic.