Lana POV

Where am I?

I had opened my eyes and found myself lying on a floor that looked like it was made of…….made of what? Was that ice? It looked like ice but it wasn't cold. In fact it was comforting.

I rolled off my side and sat up. Immediately the first thing that popped into my head was Clark. My head swung to the side and it thumped in relief as I saw Clark lying next to me.

"Clark?" I gently shook his shoulder. "Clark, please wake up." As I continued to shake Clark I took a quick survey of the room around me. There were blocks of ice or whatever they were surrounding us. It wasn't dark in here but it wasn't exactly light either. The atmosphere around us was dark blue and there were two handprints etched in the wall directly in front of us.

What the-

I looked down back at Clark and watched his eyes flicker under his eyelids before he slowly opened them. Looking slightly dazed, he sat up and looked around.

"Where the heck are we?"

I shook my head and shrugged. "I was hoping you could tell me that."

Clark stood up slowly and walked around one of the ice blocks until he reached the wall with the handprints. Gently he traced the outline of one of the prints before turning to me with a perplexed expression. "What the hell is going on? I thought we fell asleep."

I stood up and walked toward him my arms crossed over my chest. "I think we are asleep Clark. I think we're sharing the same dream like you did earlier. Only this time we're both aware of it."

Clark walked around me and surveyed the rest of the room. "So now what? What are we supposed to do? Look at these walls until they magically talk to us and tell us what we're here for?" Clark said while he placed his hands on his hips.

"Well, this may be totally out there but I have a feeling those two handprints on the wall may have something to with us finding out what's going on." I said sarcastically as I rolled my eyes. "But it's just a feeling."

Clark turned to me and blushed. "Sorry. Everyone is entitled to a stupid moment."

I smiled. "Yeah well, in our relationship you're running out of 'get out of stupid moments free' cards."

Clark raised his eyebrows at me. "Didn't I start with a clean slate when we got back together?"

I shrugged. "Point taken." I turned and pointed at the handprints. "Now are you going to stick your hands on there, or are you going to keep stalling?"

Clark shifted uncomfortably. "I'm not stalling."

"Yeah right Clark and I'm not dating an alien."

"Low blow."

"Yeah well. You do what you gotta do."

Clark huffed his way over to the wall and picked up his hands to put them up against the wall then…….he hesitated.

"Clark?"

Clark turned his head toward me. "You sure we should be doing this Lana?"

I walked toward him and out my hand on his shoulder. "I don't see any other way to get out of here."

"I know. It's just that hardly anything good comes out of mysterious walls in my life."

I laughed slightly knowing he was referring to the times he was downloaded with information varying from his dad's memories to his own knowledge of the Kryptonian language, to the alien parasite that made Chloe act out on her impulses.

"We have to try Clark."

Clark nodded.

"I know. You're right."

Slowly, deliberately, he pressed his palms into the handprints……………


End of Chapter Twenty - Four