The light was so dazzling as if a thousand-watt lamp lit up Mars' face. It was warm but blindingly hurt his eyes if he straightly opened it suddenly. Mars tried to open his eyes slowly, but they closed again because of the bright light shining towards him. Mars reflected on stretching his arm to withstand the intense light that blinds his eyes. His mind was starting to work to think of what was happening. After using his arms to hold back the light, Mars could see where he was.
Mars got up slowly and looked around him. He was rounding his sight to the right and left, in turn wondering about his surroundings. It was stunned him as he turned his gaze 360 degrees to find out where he was. Mars was in the garden or park or something like that. The garden was so beautiful like it was spring. He could not remember how he could be stranded in the garden. It was such warm weather in springtime. Mars heard birds chirping happily, a sign of the fantastic season. It was amusing to be there.
