บท 544: Wisp

The world kept flashing between dark and light, orbs of light appearing within sight, disappearing as quickly as they manifested, spinning and bumpy, there was the memory of being strapped to a chair, and then being wheeled into a dark corridor, phasing through the wall as the ground subtly turned into a slope, little by little, lower and lower it went.

All around was imbued with the blackest of darkness, only the flashes of another place brought illumination.

All was silent, nothing produced the slightest of sounds- The wheel that allowed for travel should have groaned, created friction with was it passed over, but naught was produced, at least one person should be directly behind, allowing for the controlled motions of this chair, but their existence was impossible to prove, for they too were immaculately quiet.

All was dark, all was silence.