As the young man was running away, the landscape was changing, the trees were falling, the screams of those who haven't died in peace were urging from the hellish bottom of Earth. And He was swallowed by the bitter sweet water and found himself in a hall. There was a table, chairs and a throne.
with so much fear, a silent touch on his shoulder made him realize he was in front of creatures that were so different from humans yet so similar in shape and size.
-Who are you? Why did you call for u?
I am Psíthyros !