Slowly, slowly, our bodies descended. I had no clue, what to expect (if anything), so i looked around one last time at the Prime Material plane that surrounded us. It was shimmering, beginning to look indistinct and cloudy, becoming transparent. Finally, after a minute that seemed an eternity, we descended all the way into the cold pool.
Then, chaos! Tumbled and turned in a wild vortex, our bodies felt as if they were being turned inside out! My disorientation was total as I was gripped with nausea and dread. Then suddenly, I broke free, to find myself floating weightless in bright, well-lit grayness that seemed to extend to infinity in all directions. Floating near me were my comrades, and also nearby was a pool of rippling silver - obviously the portal through which we entered the Astral plane.
That was, off course not our final destination. I felst myself being dragged helplessly along toward a pool of amethyst. I was sucked in, felt the terrible discorientation and nausea once again, and then felt a wrenching, tearing sensation within me.
Suddenly it all stopped. I sat up and looked around. Tthe surroundings have totally changed - it was a barren, dusty place without life or greenery, baking beneath a hell-red sun. The dusty plains were broken by three features: huge holes in the earth, great iron fortresses, and a winding, black river. Welcome to the Abyss.
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