Awoken
Prologue
Have you ever had a recurring thought/dream/nightmare. That one thing that keeps playing over and over in your head, and for some reason, you have to finish the story. Playing it out in your mind to the bitter end because until it end's, you are plagued with emotions so strong you are unable to breath.
It suffocates you. Encases you in a cloud of darkness. That same incident playing over and over and over again. Imagine if that dream/thought/memory, was something you can't control. You can't change the ending. So you just, immerse yourself in it, until it's over.
When it finally end's, you open your tearful eye's and slowly come back to reality. Wiping the tears from your soaked cheeks, you carry on.
Well, you can. When I open my eye's, all I see is Darkness. So that image that imprints in your mind that you can distract yourself from, sits, hangs there in the open blackness of my vision.
I don't even know how long I've been in here. Where even is here. How long has it been.
I close my eye's as my head slumps and my heals ache. Drifting off again into another deep slumber for the nightmares to begin again.
I am Amara Petrova. I have been trapped in this cold, dark, small space for as long as, well... Forever.
That is, Until Now.