thewizardguy said
As you come closer to the orb of pure white light, you begin to see shapes moving in it, distorted slightly. Like a portal, except you can feel in your very soul that this is far different from a portal. It's like looking into a twisted mirror, through which you can see several scenes unfolding, too blurry to make out any details. However, at the same time, the discomfort, and sense of wrongness, just goes stronger. Bob, in the meantime, simply looks on, smiling, his face showing clearly that something is about to happen, but remaining impassive about what.
Mithias shied back. He got the terrifying feeling that everything he had ever known and ever lived was a lie, made to cover up some horrible truth in reality that shone through this orb. The orb was like a point where the "real world" shone through his carefully constructed fantasy, his escape. What was in this window? Dare he look at what he had been escaping from? He was too afraid to keep looking and yet... He wanted to know. He wanted to know so he could fix it. "I don't want to know what's in there!" He said.