The blackness ate me and sucked me into its comforting nothingness. No pain, no voices, no annoying beeping.
I felt myself land, not so gracefully on cold stone. Still in my death-like state, I try to pry my eyes open which felt like they had been glued shut and blurry images slowly came into focus.
My surroundings were bright. White marble flooring with a very light grey wallpaper covering the walls. In the corner of the room was a light oak desk that has a familiar looking lady seated behind it. "Elizabeth?" I gasp, finally remembering where I had seen her face. She looks up at me with wide eyes and furrowed eyebrows. I stood up from my position on the floor and begin to walk over to her with my arm extended. "My name is-"
"Juliet," she finishes. She walks around the desk and dismisse
