Sleep abruptly broke off. Jersey opened her eyes and clutched at her chest, screamed softly. Quite clearly, she remembered how her former friend Ahmed burst into the room where porn was filmed and began to threaten everyone with a pistol. The poor operator even broke his face with the handle. Well, then, when Jersey pulled out her gun, Ahmed shot her. And she fired back ...

There was no blood anywhere, either on the arms or on the chest, the girl also did not find the bullet hole. Did she really see everything? Or a dream? What else was in that dream? Vague images of a transparent cylinder, a bluish liquid, and some flexible manipulators came out of memory. What the hell?! Where is she now?

Jersey found that she was still completely naked and was sitting in a hole. Her handbag was lying around her legs, and under her was a gun.

The pit was not deep, the walls were uneven and seemed to consist of basalt. Here and there the stone was pierced with red, yellow and purple streaks. Jersey rose and for the first moment decided that she had before her eyes some kind of wild and completely insane hallucination. From what she saw she caught her breath, she nailed the shock. The brain could not immediately embrace and realize what eyes saw.

The world stretching around appeared before the eyes of a dumbfounded girl in a wild, insane and incredible landscape. Her hole, her shelter was on top of a hill, whose gentle slopes stretched down, moving into a vast valley, where they merged with a bright green carpet of some vegetation like moss. Well, then, wherever you do not look, everywhere cliffs rose. Most of them were in the form of columns, sometimes separated from each other by a considerable distance, and sometimes adjacent to each other closely and forming groups. The rocks were different in height: some stretched up hundreds of meters, while others stretched several kilometers. Some of them were solid-monolithic, and in some there were through openings in the form of arches through which one could freely pass and turn out on the other side, without wasting time to bypass. The surface of the rocks consisted of countless potholes, cracks, overhanging cornices, terraces, here and there at the different height of the black holes in the caves. Around the cliffs themselves often cluttered up giant boulders, forming a real multi-kilometer labyrinths. The greenish moss, already seen by Jersey, stretched further from its hill and crawled away with an endless carpet to the limit of visibility. The moss stuck to the boulders and the foot of the rocks, and in some places it rose higher. There was also a dense shrub with small bright purple leaves and trees with sprawling flat crowns and trunks twisted into the most bizarre spirals. Quite often, these trees grew right on the rocks, penetrating the protruding terraces with their roots or delving into cracks and caverns.

The nearest rock, about three kilometers in height, had an impressive arch, which was covered with moss, bushes and bindweed along the contour. But before you get close to the rock, you had to climb a huge stone terrace, which serves as its foot. From the bottom, from the valley, a winding path led there, going around on one side and the hill where Jersey was now. Reaching the top of the terrace the path was divided. One path led to a vast reservoir that was seen in the distance, whether it was a lake or a river — it is not clear, the other road almost immediately disappeared among the dense, extensive thickets that covered the terrace. Without a doubt, a turbulent river flowed through this forest, because a waterfall with a height of about one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and fifty meters fell down from the terrace.Speakers lumps divided the waterfall into two parts, but both water flows fell into a small lake that was in the valley. From Jersey Hill to the lake was about a kilometer or a bit more. From the lake in different directions ran streams. One of them, the widest round of the horseshoe jersey hill.

Jersey lifted her head and was amazed that she did not see the sky, unless of course not counting the thick clouds formed by the fumes. But the clouds were moving, curling, not under any stratosphere. Above them, a kind of firmament, most likely consisting of stone, hung like a solid ceiling. Jersey sometimes saw this ceiling in gaps of cloud haze. In her estimations to the "ceiling" was not less than five kilometers. Now, apparently, it was a day, but most likely it has always been like this here. In the absence of the sun could not occur and change the time of day. That's just not clear where did come from a soft, pleasant, slightly diffused light. Jersey did not notice any lamps or spotlights on the "ceiling". But even if they were there, the lighting would most likely be directional and could not cover all the surrounding space. For this, it would take at least several millions of huge lamps.

“Your mother, where did I go?” - muttered the girl, looking around with fear and confusion. - Does the world look like that? And where am I in hell or heaven?

Since hell, traditionally presented as a place resembling the interior of an awakening volcano, it remained to be assumed that it was still paradise. But some kind of very harsh, primitive. Where are the soft fluffy clouds? Where are the lovely righteous men with wings behind their backs? Where are the angels and why the solemn, majestic rumble of the pipes of the archangels is not heard? Instead, a shrill cry came down to Jersey: a cross between a croak of a crow and a croaking frog. A flock of some creatures similar to bats rose above the waterfall, only much larger and darted toward one of the rocks, where it disappeared under the arches of the arch.

Jersey tightened her grip on the pistol. This world was inhabited and these flying creatures, perhaps not its only inhabitants. Seeing her arms, legs, body, feeling the skin warmly, a breath of light breeze, the girl had no doubt that she was alive. Blood flowed through her veins, the nervous system reacted to any external stimuli, both pleasant and not very good, for example, it was not particularly pleasant to stand bare heels on an uneven rocky surface. All this meant that she, just like an ordinary person, is therefore vulnerable. Therefore, one should be careful and keep a check.

Sticking up further on the hill made no sense. Jersey decided to get to the waterfall and look around there, as it should. The edges of the pit were her to the waist and the girl got out of it without difficulty. After standing a little longer, she carefully moved down. The thought came to my mind, how now, perhaps, it looks ridiculous: absolutely naked, in one hand a handbag, in the other a gun. It would be nice to dress up, of course. In the clothes and feel somehow more confident. Jersey, of course, was often used to being naked and not embarrassed by her nudity, but this is not the case now. However, it was worth getting ready for the fact that she would not find clothes, which means she would have to wander here like a savage, although even they have some kind of grass skirt. Well, it is worth thinking about this option. Jersey began to look closely at the oncoming bushes and trees, if they would not give the necessary material.

The descent from the hill went well, except for a couple of painful pricks in the feet, if they failed to contact the sharp edges of the stones. The greenish moss, when the girl reached it, turned out to be a real salvation. The heels touched such a soft, soft, pleasantly elastic surface that Jersey could not resist the enthusiastic exclamation. However, after a couple of steps, joy was blown away like a wind. The moss was filled with a monstrous amount of all kinds of insects. What is there just did not run: bugs, spiders, centipedes of all sizes and colors. Jersey screamed and jumped back to the side of the hill.The pebble hurt her heel, and she, with surprise, sat on her ass, scratching her buttocks.

- Oh shit!

Jersey rose with a groan, then peeled off a pebble sticking to the heel and angrily threw it aside. It is good that he did not pierce her skin with blood.

So, how should she go? Damn insects! And why are there so many of them? Eh, you should have shot in shoes, you see, they would have been brought here, like a purse and a pistol ....