SKYLAR awoke in total darkness, cold and alone.
Drifting in and out of consciousness, she struggled to stay awake, but it was a battle she felt herself losing. Just how long she had been in this state of semi-consciousness, she could not tell, only that, it felt like she hadn’t been there a very long time.
Rolling and blinking her eyes whenever she found herself aware, she tried to focus on something…., anything, but there was only perpetual black. It wasn’t long before she began to think the unthinkable. That maybe she had died and gone to some kind of purgatory….,
Wherever she was, it was somewhere to fear, and afraid she was. Although she could feel her body, she couldn’t feel anything beneath her. She wasn’t standing, sitting or laying on anything, she was just floating. Not in water, but in space. Weirder still was the fact that she could not touch herself. It was as if her arms and hands could pass right through each other.
She became even more afraid.
Except for the faint, continuous sound of something unseen blaring in the distance, there were no other sounds to be heard beyond the ringing in her ears. Slowly she began to feel the searing pain of a sore throat coming on, and it was from that pain that she began to sense herself coming back into the now.
Suddenly, a blinding flash of white light enveloped her, followed immediately by the horrific sound of screeching tires and a violent crash.