"Sascha."
She heard her name being called from afar.
"Sascha."
She listened again, ringing in her ears, but it was heard far away, so far away that she wondered if she was imagining it.
"Wake up, Sascha."
Was it Bell's voice?
"Save me!" The desperate cry got what its name didn't.
Still sleepy, but responding to the urgent sense in Bell's voice, she instantly opened her eyes. Her vision was fuzzy as well as sharp, and therefore she could only make out two colored spots in her field of vision.
One spot was blue and silver, while the other was black. One was small, while the other was the size of a dog.
What the hell?
Sascha blinked her eyes clear. A heartbeat later, she was finally able to see clearly and then... she froze, speechless. Astonishment and confusion filled her thoughts. "..."