Darkness. Isabelle floated helplessly in the dark and empty void, with no way of escaping. There was not much she could do or say. She couldn’t even move her body all that much. No clue where she was, but came to accept it, hoping to find the way out soon enough instead of fighting it.


    “Hey there.” A voice called out to her.


    She glanced out of the corner of her eyes at a shadow floating by. She couldn’t make out their appearance, but their voice suggested they were male.


    Another person?


    “So, you got trapped in here too?”


    “Where are we? How’d we end up in this black void?” Isabelle inquired.


    “You can’t tell? We’re both unconscious. He’s put me under anesthetic for protection''s sake. I don’t know about you, though.”


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    “I remember being attacked by some creature. My memory’s fuzzy on the rest of the details, though.”


    “Ouch, looks like we both had it rough, for different reasons anyway.”


    “What happened to you?” Isabelle asked. “Why are you put under anesthetic?”


    “I’ve been cursed, to put it lightly.” The figure hesitated to reply. He sighed. “I’m waiting for the dark poisons in my body to be removed altogether, but I don’t know how long that’ll take.”


    “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.”


    “Nah, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it; it’s my fault I got into this mess anyhow. You should wake up relatively soon, if that light is any sign.”


    “Light, what light?”


    Before she got an answer, a faint voice called out from above, as the light grew bigger. As it rose, Isabelle couldn’t look away; her body hovered over it. Her eyes shifted down.


    “Wait, will I see you again? What’s your name?”


    “Well, if we see each other again, my name is, uh, Trey—” Isabelle became enveloped by the light altogether before hearing the full response.