Death [Voice]

the sound of footsteps stumbling forward seemed so abrupt in the hollowed room, his breath harsh for a few moments before he swallowed, trying to figure out--]

Where's the fire?

[the sound of twisting and turning this way and that could be heard, because he was terribly disoriented-- felt singed and sunburnt]

Celes? ...Hello?

[slumps to his knees, not recognising where he was and hoping that he hadn't just been sent back to somewhere-- back home. If anything, he hadn't wanted to abandon his friends in Nuadoria. There was another suspicion as well, but he wasn't ready to face it...]

...Where am I?