The darkness encased every single spec of what I could see. I panicked, thinking that I was now blind. What a terrible feat that would be. Though, I really did only have myself to blame for any consequences of my actions.
Living in a world, unable to see Nathan. I couldn't - wouldn't - allow myself to imagine that. If I could not see Nathan, I did not want to live. The world was beautiful and I did not want to be in a world that was full of darkness.
Often, the faint vibrations of what I assumed were voices trickled in through the darkness. At least, I hoped they were voices and not some part of my imagination that I had managed to fathom.
"She's a fighter...Four days....the only word...Checkmate."
Pain sought its way through the darkness and like a slap to the face, I began to feel
