Ionora's POV:
I was floating. Drifting away from consciousness. I couldn't make sense of where I was. I mean, how could I when I was surrounded by fluffy white clouds? I was literally in the middle of nowhere. Nowhere being the sky. My head was throbbing but at the same time, I felt free. Like a suppressed part of me was finally free.
Oh God. I'm not making any sense anymore.
Wait. Am I dead? Is this heaven or he-
"Neither actually. You're somewhere in between." Chimed in a familiar voice behind me. Looking back, I feel myself go pale and step back. Standing there was me. Or what I would look like if I were a ghost.
"Am I on drugs? Must be some pretty strong stuff, if yes. Oh my God! You have my face! Or wait- do I have yours? This is hurting my head. Do hallucinations even hurt?"
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