At first, all I see is pitch black darkness.
Above me, below me, all around me. The gaping chasm. Oblivion.
Am I dead? Where was I, before this? I think I was at a party... I left, and then I was at the lighthouse with Rafe... I was about to open the locket...
Did I look inside? All this nothingness, this void - is this all my doing?
No... someone interrupted us before I could open the locket... the old woman who looks like Gabby. I went with her... and then... and then...
I don't remember.
My eyes gradually adjust to the gloom; stars flicker into existence in the sable sky above me, bright white points of icy light casting the world beneath in a silvery sheen.
I am standing in the centre of a vast dome-shaped room sculpted out of onyx stone, and there is a portal above me - a gla
