Nessa was surrounded by darkness; thick foggy darkness that clouded her mind. But besides that darkness, she could sense something else, loneliness - so gloomy and scary. She was lonely again. All alone. Where was she? Why couldn't she remember? But most importantly, why was she here?
Suddenly, Nessa felt a push at her back and the next thing she knew, she was falling down a dark bottomless pit or so she thought, because the next she was standing in the middle of a park with an Icecream cone in hand.
"What the fuck," she muttered, as the crowd of families went past her. Then it dawned on her, the pack looked familiar because she had been here before. To be precise, when she had been a kid - she never went to amusement packs afterward.
That was when Nessa looked down and to her horror, discovered she was in the same outfit as that day; a maroon t-shirt with green pants.
