the emptiness and the quietness are the things that woke her up
she couldn't move, she was in a white oblivion that she put herself into
she tried to feel, or move, anything
but nothing worked, she was frozen in time
slowly, reality crept in, snapping her back in short white flashes
sharp pain pierced through her skin, as a ruby red river flowed from her wrist
she was freed from time and fell to her knees
as her labyrinth came to a halt, she was left to think,
"what if i took another turn?"
but it was far too late for her
the river overflowed
and she feel to the floor
the white oblivion was her new home