"Snow."
"Snow White."
"We are waiting for you."
"It is urgent we speak with you."
I opened my eyes and noticed a tiny blue light shining above my head.
It flitted around like a pixilette but was much smaller.
I was in what looked like a black box. No windows. No doors. Just four sparkling black walls, a ceiling, and a floor.
"Snow, please hurry."
"This is urgent."
I reached out a finger to touch the light. The voices seemed to come from it, but it darted away.
"I can't get out. There's no door," I whispered, standing. As I spoke, a door appeared, and I gasped, hoping for escape.
But my hope was short-lived, for on the other side of the door was more darkness. As my heart fell, the dark became a tunnel.
I took a tentative step, and as I did, more of the tunnel appeared.
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