Chapter Twenty-Six
She woke in pitch dark. No shape of any kind could be seen. Where am I? She straightened herself. Moving to get up, she noticed her legs were too heavy to do so. Panic filled her. If she couldn’t move, what would happen to her then?
No, she thought, I’m alright. I can wiggle my toes. I can feel my legs. They’re just heavy. Taking a deep breath, she focused on her surroundings instead. For a time, all she could hear was her own breathing. But then, faint as it was, she heard a solitary chirp. It had sounded so far away. Maybe if I focus harder, I’ll hear it better. But it was no use; all her efforts only made her feel tired. Sighing, she let it go. But soon the chirping sound came again, only this time it was louder. What kind of bird would make that sort of noise?
Chi
