[may contain traces of OC, including a Monty Autor, and a Roderick 'Tyrannosaurus' O'rou]
The landscape of this alien world was psychedelic as if the entire universe had pushed its girth into this tiny space behind the enchanted door belonging to the mysterious Monty Autor. Features remained the same however, as pools of a strange orange water shimmered in light of the neon blue and black circuit like world that passed overhead, taking over the sky. Squinting across the landscape, the young wayward traveller could make out the red and yellow ghosts of twisted figures and creatures traversing and roaming around, like aimless zombies.
It was difficult, normally Sora would just accept the world for what it was and move along to whatever it was that needed finding, but this squishing together of all these separate worlds made his brain hurt. What was he here for anyway?
Monty was pointing and beckoning with his hands in a rather irritated way, at something specific in the far distance. It wasn't as hard to make out compared to the earlier beings, particularly in the way it was thrashing up the land and tossed large chunks of black earth over its shoulders, making a massive mess of things. The traveller blinked, confused at the behaviour, but shook his head and tried keeping his 'mission' in mind. He held out a hand and proceeded to draw out his shimmering weapon.
No sooner had Sora bore the Keyblade in his hands, Monty had begun waving his arms furiously, moving at him to put away his weapon.
Looking down to the blade in confusion he held in his hands he dropped it in a shocked yelp as a minute tickling reached his right armpit, moving backward his arms in sweeping motions as he attempted to remove the ladybug creatures that swarmed around him from absolutely nowhere. Monty was re-opening the door from which they entered as he watched, while a sickly shluk sank into the back of his numbed shoulder.
Extreme fear overwhelmed an unaware system, and his heart pumped. No matter how he reasoned with himself he couldn't stop screaming, flinching at every step the swarming beetles took. Monty was bearing down on him with an outstretched arm attempting to grab his shoulder, but he was convulsing so badly, he wouldn't let him get a grip.
Dropping to his clenched hands Sora's back weighed down on skinny arms, but he still attempted to crawl away while drenched in adrenaline, shaking and screaming like a mad man, screaming for help. Tears were streaming down his eyes now, blinding him to the outside world, and his back burned something bad, and he could feel hands wrapping around his torso, and
[Author's Note: it is supposed to cut off here, so see you next time 3]