"Yvann," a small voice called out. Yvann had a hard time opening his eyes. It was like his eyelids had been glued together and he needed to use force and energy to successfully restore his sight.
"Yvann," the gentle voice repeated. Slowly opening his eyes, Yvann found himself in a strange place.
He tried to remember the last events that happened before he came to that place. However, he failed miserably, trying to find out how he came there and why he was there.
'Is this another dimension? Did I step inside another portal without my knowledge?'
He mused, inwardly hoping that it was the case. If it wasn't, he couldn't think of any other logical explanation of what he was doing out there.
Black and white tiles covered the floor. He was trapped inside a white four-walled room with no other furniture but the bed that he was in.
Interestingly, there were no other colors either aside from the black and white, matching the tiles.
