Spiralling
Laina could hear whispers all around her. She opened her eyes and gasped in shock as she sat up. For a brief moment, she could not recall what had happened. But as time passed, the memories flooded back to her.
She turned to look around her, her eyebrows furrowed as she stared in confusion. She was not in the palace or in the garden. Laina looked down at her abdomen, there was no wound there either.
"Where am I?" she muttered to herself as she turned to look around.
She was in a wide open space, surrounded by floating panels. In each one of these floating panels was a memory playing on loop. Upon careful examination, Laina realised these memories were not hers.
One of these panels caught her interest, so she went up to take a closer look. Laina reached her hand out to touch it. Bright light consumed her whole. When she reopened her eyes, she was transported into the memory itself.