*** Evelina's Mind - Third Person POV
"Darkness, huh?"
Evelina's voice slipped into the void, small and unsteady, as she realized she was naked. The place around her felt like the bottom of the ocean—cold, endless, and suffocatingly quiet.
A cool, weightless pressure slid over her bare skin, gliding along her shoulders, brushing the swell of her breasts, tracing the curve of her waist as if invisible fingers were testing every line of her body.
Her hair floated around her like a dark halo, strands whispering across her neck and collarbone. With no floor beneath her, no up or down, she hung in nothing—exposed, weightless, and acutely aware of every inch of herself.
The only thing she could sense was her own voice, drifting through the emptiness as she searched for answers.
"I guess I passed out..."
She pressed a finger to her lips. The answer tasted bitter.
"Pass out? That doesn't sound right... Even an aircraft crashing shouldn't damage me that much."
