Surrounded by the dark, he doesn't know at all what direction he should head on to. But even if he's able to move at all, his entire body is in sheer pain. Losing sense of time he feels like being imprisoned into a bubble of nothingness. Right there a petal floats right infront of him. Before he realizes one follows another and an entire flower blossoms on the surface of the mirky water surrounding him. He knows this kind of flower very well. Reaching out his hand the pain he feels subsides for a moment and a trusted silhouette appears