After she finally finished unpacking her room, Live was exhausted. It had been a long day and she was ready for some rest. She laid down on her bed, her old worn sheets making the unfamiliar room feel slightly less foreign. It didn't take more than a few minutes until she had drifted off into her dreams...
The room was dark, completely black. In fact, it was so dark that Live couldn't even tell the size or shape as to which the space occupied. For all she knew it could be two feet big or go on for an infinity. Live sat in a white chair in the middle of this darkness wearing a knee length white dress, almost like something a mental patient might wear. Strangely, even though the space was filled with darkness with no light source, Live and the chair could be clearly seen. She sat there looking around trying to gain a better grasp on her surroundings but after a moment or two she realized that she would never be able to understand the darkness by just staring at it. She had to go into it.
Slowly Live rose to her feet. As she looked down to the ground all she could see was black. She wondered for a moment if she was actually standing at the edge of the cliff and if one step forward would send her falling into some bottomless pit. Well, there was only one way to find out. Live began to walk forward, keeping her eyes on her bare feet as they moved further into the darkness.
After about ten steps and no changes in the darkness, Live wondered if she had made the wrong choice leaving the chair. She turned around to try to go back but the chair was gone. She looked around franticly, turning in place and quickly losing any sense of direction she had left. She looked harder into the darkness, trying to see anything but there was nothing. She tried to move the shadows or change her form but nothing happened. Strangely Live felt no connection to the black around her, like it was its own creature separate from any shadow or darkness she had ever come upon. Live stood frozen in it, unsure if she should run or just wait this out, whatever it was.
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The room was dark, completely black. In fact, it was so dark that Live couldn't even tell the size or shape as to which the space occupied. For all she knew it could be two feet big or go on for an infinity. Live sat in a white chair in the middle of this darkness wearing a knee length white dress, almost like something a mental patient might wear. Strangely, even though the space was filled with darkness with no light source, Live and the chair could be clearly seen. She sat there looking around trying to gain a better grasp on her surroundings but after a moment or two she realized that she would never be able to understand the darkness by just staring at it. She had to go into it.
Slowly Live rose to her feet. As she looked down to the ground all she could see was black. She wondered for a moment if she was actually standing at the edge of the cliff and if one step forward would send her falling into some bottomless pit. Well, there was only one way to find out. Live began to walk forward, keeping her eyes on her bare feet as they moved further into the darkness.
After about ten steps and no changes in the darkness, Live wondered if she had made the wrong choice leaving the chair. She turned around to try to go back but the chair was gone. She looked around franticly, turning in place and quickly losing any sense of direction she had left. She looked harder into the darkness, trying to see anything but there was nothing. She tried to move the shadows or change her form but nothing happened. Strangely Live felt no connection to the black around her, like it was its own creature separate from any shadow or darkness she had ever come upon. Live stood frozen in it, unsure if she should run or just wait this out, whatever it was.