Unexpectedly, an unusual world appeared in front of Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton, almost blinding them with glaring brightness.

They could see an endless sea of red spider lilies before them, where each glistened vividly in full bloom.

Although it was currently autumn in Atlantis, supposedly the most comfortable season of the year, it now felt as cold as winter.

Bone-chilling breezes blew from every direction.

Xyla and Stanley were freezing and both shocked by the peculiar scene they were seeing.

The elevator incident was strange enough, but whatever this was made it even weirder.

There were no longer in the real world.

According to myths, red spider lilies only grew along the pathway to hell.

Xyla couldn’t help but think they had gone to the Underworld somehow.

Did the elevator take them all the way down to hell?

She couldn’t help but gasp at the thought.

Stanley frowned as he gazed at his wife. “Don’t be afraid. No matter where this place is, I will protect you.”

She nod