"Is this the void?" Would be one of the thoughts she would get if she would have a conscious awareness during her current state, but she didn't have it. All just dark, motionless nothingness. Not even a thought, not even a spark. Up until there were some thoughts. First some hazy silhouettes, then more darkness, but also voices, unknown and yet, familiar, as if it wouldn't be the first time they were heard. Definitely not the first time at all. And then, a tremendous thunder, shook the walls of the very room she was in, and even the light felt somewhat more than a visual element.. which jolted her from the deep slumber.
As her eyes opened, she looked around, carefully, curiously.. knowing nothing, confused by everything. Where was she, who was she? All those questions and many more started to emerge and swarm her mind as wasps set free from a jar. Among all that confusion, one thing was certain: Amy. Possibly her name? Yet she wasn't sure, that was the only certain thing she could find within her mind at that moment. And then, looking around some more, she saw nothing of real interest of value, but contrary, a repulsive display of dust and decadence. Shackles.. were laying on one of the ragged beds nearby. Rusty and apparently not open, but broken, torn. Were those hers? Or was there someone or something else before her?
A considerable amount of time passed, yet she felt just as confused as during the first moments after she woke up. Walking aimlessly through the room, rummaging through the things she would dare to touch, finding nothing. A window, stood on one of the cracked stone walls. Since it was too dirty and dusty, she could barely see much through it, yet it was clear that outside, it was raining, heavily. Trying to open it, the old, metal handle wouldn't give in, but neither did she, and eventually, pulling harder, almost savagely, she plucked it out from its socket, and the window slowly opened. "How refreshing" she thought as rain, which resembled slightly less of a waterfall's amount, was also pushed through the window by the motion it received along from the wind.. splashing onto her face and body, almost soaking her, yet she did not move, she did not mind, but rather, it was a welcome change in her current situation. A bright blinding light exposed a large courtyard beneath, surrounded by heavy, tall walls, and barely lit by a few dim lamps, that could not make much of difference through the night's darkness and the heavy rain. The distance was also considerable, she thought along, as her first idea would be to go there. A moment later, another thundering roar from the sky shook the entire surrounding area, which startled her, but she did not move away from the window, instead, she kept watching some more, thoughtlessly, yet trying to also remember something, anything, with no result.
Suddenly, through the corner of her eye, she spotted a bit of motion in the courtyard. A massive humanoid creature, slowly creeping through the dark atmosphere, whose details were slightly more visible as it passed by the lampposts, carrying a large bag on it's back, as well as some type a pickax, which seemed rather tiny, a bit bigger than a piece of cutlery, considering the proportion of its hand. As it slowly walked on, and it would exit her visual range as it drew near a corner, her tendency was to lean over the window's edge as to catch more details before it left her sight. That moment, it stopped abruptly. And just as its head appeared to turn towards her, she pulled herself back into the room with such haste that she fell onto the floor, somewhat frightened.
Did it see her? No, it was impossible, the distance was more than a few dozen of meters, maybe over a hundred, or two, or more. And the night's darkness, along with the heavy rain, it can't be- she thought, trying to calm herself. After a while, sitting on the floor, motionless, occasionally splashed by some of the rain that managed to pass through the window, she eventually stood up again, carefully approaching the window, then sneakily peeking into the spot where she saw it. This time it was gone, and even though she could breathe in relief, she felt a hint of unease. Even though she had no idea where she is or what is this place, she knew she wasn't the only one there.
With nothing else to do, and not wanting to leave the soothing air that the night was bringing her, she stood there, by the window, some more, while trying to survey the surrounding area. On the occasional times when a lightning would appear, she could distinguish the large, tall walls of the building she was in. Was this a castle? Maybe, yet she could not entirely grasp the end of the walls, due to their surface or due to the angle of her window, but one thing was certain, that the place was huge. There were also towers in the distance.
After some more time, she eventually went back into the room, searching some more, until her finger hit the switch of a small lamp. It started spreading a dim light throughout the room. While it was not much, it clearly let her see everything much better, which was not necessarily a better thing, as the grim atmosphere of the room was not so much covered by the darkness' veil. Stepping near a full mirror, she could also look at herself now, a bit more in detail, noticing how the previously silky attire is now clinging to every shape and curve of her body due to the exposure to the rain's water. This did not seem to bother her at all, not even the fact that she could see her entire body through her clothes' transparency, maybe due to her not having the concept of "naked", or due to not remembering it.
