She couldn't see a damn thing.
Grumbling, she walked as though she was on a flat surface, despite knowing there was no such thing here and that it was really just a dark, endless void. Where she was, she didn't know. How she got there, she also didn't know. Parts of her memory were a blank, and she had no way of knowing what was missing and what was in the wrong order. She also had no idea what she had on, or if she even had anything on, which was alarming because even though it was too dark to see she should at least be able to feel the clothes on her skin. Then again, she was walking as though there was a floor and yet she could not feel t