Falling into the steamy abyss below, Finn felt the blast furnace heat rush against his skin. Flames churned beneath him, smoke coiling like grasping fingers.

He couldn't believe it. 'This is how I die? Cooked alive inside some disgusting monster's throat?

What the hell…'

Time seemed to slow, stretching out just for him, as if the universe itself wanted to savor his suffering—mock him before the end.

The smoky, fire-filled pit rose to meet him. His body tensed, ready for the burn, when suddenly—

A soft golden glow flickered beneath him.

Then it grew brighter. Brighter. Until—

KABOOOOOM!

A massive explosion tore through the chamber below, a tidal wave of golden light swallowing him whole. Finn's body was hurled upward as if caught in a divine cannon blast.

The searing heat vanished, replaced by a rushing gale. Air slapped his face, whistling past his ears. Dazed, he pried his eyes open—and froze.

Above him stretched the open sky.

"What the—" His jaw dropped. He twisted around, realizing with horror he was no longer inside the creature's throat—he was freefalling through the air.

Behind him, golden beams tore out of the monster's body, bursting through its skin like overfilled water balloons popping one after another. The thing writhed as pieces of its massive frame detonated outward.

Then, in a final eruption, its head exploded. Flesh, bone, and viscera blasted across the sky.

One enormous eyeball rocketed free, spinning end over end—directly toward Finn.

"OH MY GOD!"

The eyeball spun toward him with horrifying speed. Finn flapped his arms like a panicked, hopeless bird, but it was useless.

The wet, disgusting smack hit him square in the pupil. He let out a blood-curdling scream as the dark iris seemed to fixate on him… watching.

The force slammed him upward, higher into the sky, past the clouds, as if being hurled straight toward the heavens. The wind tore against his body, pinning him to the eyeball in ways he didn't think were physically possible, pressing him down with every twist and turn.

The clouds vanished beneath him as he shot upward, as if he were slicing through fog and mist, until the brilliant, burning light of the sun slammed into him. He raised an arm to shield his eyes, straining to see the world around him.

And he did.

Far in the distance, beyond layers of clouds, he glimpsed a castle, surrounded by cities and civilization. Real civilization.

Not the disgusting, decaying swamp of Moistvile. Not the twisted nightmare filled with screaming, slimy creatures. A place untouched by chaos, a world of beauty and life.

Finn felt it hit him like a wave. Hope. Joy. Something pure and untainted in a world that had barely let him breathe.

Tears welled in his eyes. For the first time in so long, he could feel it: a chance at a new life.

Staring at the breathtaking sight, Finn could make out something even further in the distance—a massive silhouette, impossibly tall, piercing the skies.

A mountain. No, the mountain. Towering and majestic, reaching heights that seemed to scrape the heavens.

And if that weren't enough, there was a colossal tree not far off, its branches stretching out like the arms of the world itself.

A giant tree, a mountain, and a castle. Finn's mind struggled to process it all. This was a world of wonder, a sharp contrast to the hellhole he had just escaped. A masterpiece, a work of art he could barely believe existed.

For a moment, Finn allowed himself to bask in it.

But, as always, Finn's moments of peace never lasted. His brief "free trial" of awe ended abruptly. Gravity slammed back in, yanking both him and the eyeball downward like a meteor.

They plummeted past the clouds, slicing through the mist again. And just when he thought things couldn't get worse, his body began to slip away from the eyeball.

Panicking, Finn clawed at it, fingers scrabbling for any purchase. His nails sank into the wet, revolting surface of the pupil, gross beyond words, but he dug deeper, gripping harder.

Finally, his nails found a hold. Locked in. Safe—for now.

His lower body flailed like a ragdoll as he curled his fingers tightly into the eyeball, refusing to let go. Not today. Not here. He wasn't ready to die—not by some spinning, disgusting, giant eyeball, and certainly not without putting up a fight.

If Finn were going to die, he at least wanted it to be epic. Something cool. Something that would look good on a gravestone. Hell, dying during sex would've been ideal.

Just imagine it—people showing up to his funeral: "Man died of sex." The rumors alone would be legendary. People would whisper, "Was it really that good?" The thought actually made Finn snort-laugh, even while plummeting to his potential death.

But reality was much less glamorous.

They burst back through the clouds, like an angel being casted from heaven. Making Finn's stomach dropped. Below him lay the muddy, mucky ground of Moistvile. A huge crowd had gathered—hundreds of people by the looks of it—cheering, celebrating the monster's defeat.

Their victory celebration, however, was about to be cut very short. Because here came Finn. And a giant spinning eyeball. Falling at a speed that screamed "kill-worthy impact."

And of course, no one noticed. Not a single one of them looked up. A colossal eyeball meteor, and they were all just standing there like idiots.

It was too much for Finn's already frayed sanity. His brain flipped a switch, and he did the only thing left to do: scream.

And scream he did.

He unleashed the highest-pitched scream a man could possibly produce—so shrill, so piercing, he sounded like a banshee in a karaoke contest. Somehow, it reached the people below. Heads turned. Eyes widened.

Finally, they saw him—the spinning, screaming man glued to a giant eyeball plummeting from the sky.

They scattered instantly, scrambling like roaches under a kitchen light. But from Finn's perspective, they looked like ants running from rain.

He just kept screaming. Louder, higher, until his vocal cords felt like they were about to snap.

And then the ground rushed up to meet him.

Impact was imminent. And if he survived this, it would be a miracle.

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