It was dark...
Suffocatingly dark...
Yuki stood alone in the void, her pink hair hanging limp and dull around her shoulders. There was nothing here... no walls or floor that she could see. Just endless black stretching in every direction, pressing against her mind.
Despite all that her expression remained almost perfect... the expression that she had worn from childhood, the one which was forced on her before she learned about anything else.
It was almost perfect.
... But not quite. Her brows were creased ever so slightly, there was a tiny furrow that betrayed her chance at hiding the exhaustion.
Her Her jaw was set with tension that made her teeth ache. And behind her pink eyes, there lingered something that hadn't been there before this nightmare began.
Sadness.
She looked around slowly, searching for something in the darkness. But there was nothing. Just like the last time. And the time before that. And the hundred times before that.
