Behind me, a bright yellow light cast in the air. I noticed it glowing over my shoulder. Ever so slowly, I turn around to watch how it floats directly in front of my face. This world is so dark that it doesn't take much for the little light to sparkle and shine against my skin. Bravely, I reach out and touch it with the palm of my left hand. The light comes together around my wrist and forms a bright bubble. It pops and reforms again and floats in front of my face.
"What are you?" I tilt my head and ask curiously.
Within the bubble, it mimics the sound of children's laughter. Then stops and copies me. "What are you?"
Oh great. First, I am sent to Hell, and now I am talking to a mocking bubble. Kenneth wasn't lying about falling down the Rabbit hole.
God, I wish they were here. Especia
