Everything about this place was extremely irregular. She thought the wind had blown over her head, making her hair slightly float, however, when she finally opened her eyes after a moment of doubt, she found out that there was absolutely no wind, and the room was filled with formidable silence. She was lying on something solid. It’s dark; it must be night, she murmured and waited for her eyes to get used to the darkness so she would be able to see clearly where she was, but soon she realized all the walls were painted black as well.
She breathed for a second, just to find out if she was still alive. She was. She didn’t quite know if it was a good thing or not. Then she realized that this place didn’t smell of anything. There were no signs of anyone else. Sound reverberated only in her head, and she could see nothing at all. She wasn’t at all scared, but instead she wondered. Why was she here? What was this place? She fell into a deep, pensive moment. Why, and how? She asked an abundant questions and thought of every possible answer, then she came to discover the most magnificent thing ever.
She was finally isolated! This room was her heaven.
She was finally isolated! This room was her heaven.
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