44 " John"

Why is it dark here? Where am I? Why can't I see anything?

"Jonathan," a voice echoed from far away—a woman's voice. "John."

Who is she? Wait, it's Elenore!

"Elenore! Are you here?!" I shouted, desperation creeping in, but there was no answer. The darkness pressed in around me, thick and suffocating.

"John?" Her voice grew closer, but I still couldn't see her.

"Elanore?! Where are you?" I called out, panic rising within me. Why wasn't she answering?

"John." Now her voice sounded like it was behind me. I turned, and there she was, standing just out of reach, her figure barely visible in the shadows.

Now I could see her, and the dark room began to shine as soon as I laid eyes on her.

"Elenore!" I gasped, feeling a surge of relief wash over me. But then confusion hit me like a wave.