Kristel’s eyes deliberately opened, and she blinked at the blinding light that hurt until she got used to and looked around her surrounding, walls painted in white, not even a contradicting color than what she wore, even the bed as if she was in a mental asylum.
And realized she was lying on the bed, pushing herself up, and discovered the heavy chain on her right foot connected to the left wall. Like she was a prisoner. She tried removing it, but it needed a key. Only she can use her power, but the area is surrounded by the anti-magic spell. Her eyes darted at the plain blue dress she was wearing.
The room was secluded, not even a room though its design was modern. Kristel left the white bed, and even the ceiling was white. Her mind drew her back to the last thing before the darkness too
