She felt like something was following her as she took a few steps. She glanced behind her and thought she saw something--it was nothing.
And then a voice began talking to her.
Oh no. Noooo.
I am so not crazy.
Something about meta-gaming?
Lana found herself several paces down the hallway; she walked and found a cave. She stepped into the chamber and felt the water at her heels. Wanting to "wake" herself from this nightmare, she plunged into the water like liquid, hoping the cold temperature would shock her system and make things finally make sense.
Wah, wah, waaaaaah.
She started to drown. Lana knew how to swim, but for some reason, at this moment, she couldn't. A muscle spasm? As she struggled for air and the impending darkness that was death, something strange happened.
The voice inside her head started to shout.
And she started breathing.
But this substance she was submerged in wasn't exactly like water. Something--the voice--said it was a breathable kind of water.
No. I must be dreaming. Lana argued with the voice speaking in her head.
She sucked in the so-called water and inhaled it, but somehow her lungs--while pained--breathed just fine. The darkness edged away as she kept breathing and attempted to swim to the surface. Her arms struggled, but it might have been the bulky black dress she was wearing with all the layers of chiffon floating around her and getting in the way. She then saw a rather large rectangular object submerged in the watery substance.
Was that the damn door, Doorian?
She then saw what looked like a hand reaching out for her as well. Except it was reaching for the back of her neck!
Lana considered swatting the hand away as she stopped moving, trying to figure out if she should even bother with anything anymore.
But she couldn't drown anymore.
Maybe I could steal that katana?
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