A/N: Well hello! This is the beginning of my new story. I've been tossing it around in my head for about a year now and finally was confident enough to write it. It's going to take a while to write but I'm almost certain I won't abandon it if it gets too hard. I'm only posting things once I have the next chapter written so that's a thing. But I hope that you can enjoy it and get into it and like the idea as much as I do! Also I would love to own my very own Kurt Hummel but I don't because i don't own any of glee.
Kurt woke up in an unrecognizable room. An ache in his head accompanied the confusion. Looking around he realized that it wasn't just an unfamiliar room.
There was nothing.
No ceiling but no sky either. A blank slate stretching into what seemed like infinity. He turned his head trying to find any trace of life or even inanimate objects.
Still nothing.
Maybe if he could just sit up there would be a clue to what happened. Kurt struggled to get his limbs to respond. Arms and legs pinned to the floor by an unknown force, he could only angle his neck uncomfortably. His throat worked to cry for help but the silence was not broken.
He was alone with no way to explore or protect himself from any danger that lay outside of his vision.
Kurt Hummel was helpless in a blank world.
Blaine couldn't see. He blinked rapidly trying to lift the curtain of darkness.
Was he blind?
He stood up from the unseen ground and tried to feel for something, anything at all to tell him where he was. Maybe he was just in the dark in his bedroom. Maybe there was a power outage and no one knew yet because they were all asleep.
Even as he thought of it, Blaine knew it was a lie. There was nothing around to feel. If this was his room there would have been a bed, a blanket, even a soft shag carpet under his head.
Not one item lay on the floor, no walls to give him a light switch or even a clue.
Blaine Anderson was alone in a dark world.