Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*:.:..:...VALERIA'S P.O.V...:..:..:*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
I woke up in the middle of a hallway, and an unnatural stillness surrounded me. It was stark white—an endless expanse of blinding walls and floors under fluorescent lights that buzzed faintly above me. The sheer sterility of it made my skin crawl. There were no doors, no windows, no landmarks. Just me and this void stretching infinitely in both directions.
I wasn’t lying on the floor like you’d expect in a dream. No, I was standing upright, as though someone had placed me there like a doll. My body felt weightless, detached, yet rooted to the spot. That was the first sign that something was wrong.
I couldn’t move. Couldn’t decide what to do. My thoughts tangled and looped, a voice in the back of my mind whispering: This isn’t a dream
