Alice found herself falling, drowning in never-ending darkness with no way back. Flashes of her past flooded through, eating away at the last of her remaining life force. Soon there would be nothing left to speak of. She knew of this feeling going through it once before. It was the feeling of dying.
She didn't fight it as her skin began to peel away, and her life was almost done. But for that split moment, a small spark shined, the last part of her willingness to fight. Forcing her eyes open, Alice looked around the damning sight of absolutely nothing. The light above her fading with each passing moment. A second wind came to her as she bit her lip, trying to reach the light and return. Waving her hands around, trying to swim back up, she found it to be no use. A small voice whispered from below, taunting her. "There's no point in anything. Give up and drown in the deep."
