2 Chapter 2: The Darkness

Darkness... it surrounded all visible sight, with no glimpse of light aside of a small flickering blue flame. This flame was all the light that existed in this hollow darkness. The flame was always moving, wandering, searching for anything inside this black endless void to no avail.

"Where am I?" the flame softly spoke to itself.

"How long have I been in this place?" the flame floated around, still searching for a exit out this dark room of emptiness.

"How did I got here? I remember that I died, so why am I here? what is this place?" the flame continued to flicker, for flickering was all it could do.

"I don't like this place, where's the exit? There has to be one, right?" the flame sobbed with lost hope, but it had no tears to shed.

The flame cried in vase confusion and dreaded sorrow. For it could not understand for the flame was soon going up against. The large burden this tiny flame will be carrying is a heavy one, for when there's is death, life will be close by.