{Seraphina's POV, first person after she wakes up and it is now late.}
The heavy darkness that had held my soul captive slowly began to break apart. It peeled away like old paper, letting the first faint feelings of the real world drift back into my mind. My body felt incredibly heavy, as if I were still dragging the invisible chains of the creator's empty void behind me, but the crushing pressure against my chest was finally gone. Through the fading fog of my mind, a distant, muffled sound came into my ears. It grew clearer with every second until I realized it was a voice desperately repeating my name over and over again.
