You awaken slowly. Holding your head, it feels like you might have a concussion. Your memory is all hazy, and your body aches. You begin to take in your surroundings. Seems you're in a house, but it's covered in a thick sludge. It lines the walls and ceiling, dripping onto the floors and onto your shoulders, the warm fluid makes you shudder as it contacts you and seeps through your clothing. The house looks in complete disrepair, the paint peeling and wood rotting. You stumble as you try to move forward tripping as the viscous fluid grips your shoes and pulls them off your feet. As you stand up your knees crack and ache. You feel like you fell several dozen feet. And judging by the person shaped hole in the ceiling that probably was the case.

The purple light from the thunder leaks in through the hole, and a stench enters the room, equally as disgusting as enticing. This place seems hostile, and unwelcoming. The distant screeches of god knows what sends a shiver down your spine as you realize the creatures are headed this way. You glance out the window to search for the source, but all you see is the dilapidated, twisted vacant town, and the vast nothing beyond, a sea of black sand and spiked rocks.

If it truly is your hometown, then the Police station and the town hall would be good places to start looking for answers on how to get out of here, or at least increase how long you'll last in this hellscape.