Darkness swallowed Scarlett whole. The sensation was strange—not like falling but floating endlessly, as if her body had no weight or direction. She couldn’t feel pain anymore, just a cold emptiness that spread through her. Somewhere in the distance, she thought she heard Lia’s cry, faint and fading like an echo in a canyon.
And then there was nothing.
Her eyes shot open, blinking against an impossibly bright light. Her body felt… weightless, yet whole. There was no pain in her chest, no bleeding wound. Slowly, she sat up, realising that she wasn’t on the ship anymore. Instead, she was in an endless expanse of white.
Snow.
It blanketed the ground in thick, untouched layers, sparkling like millions of diamonds under a soft, ethereal glow. The sky above was not the cold grey she expected
