Darkness.It stretched infinitely, a void without end, without warmth.
Feng Jiao Xue had felt many things in her life, pain, fear, loneliness, but never had she felt this.
She floated within the abyss, weightless yet heavy, as if the darkness clung to her like an unseen chain. There was no up or down, no way forward or back. Just her. Trapped.
Feng Jiao Xue tried to look for a way out. She had always lived in darkness but... not like this.
She had known pain, death, shadows and darkness but not this intimately.
She tried to reached out, to run but it was nothing, wherever she looks, there is ablsosute nothing.
What was stranger was that her body was clad in her assassin attired yet as she felt to where she would ussually hide her weapons, there was none.
"Jin De!" Feng Jiao Xue calls in her out her voice echoing through the empty space.
