Father-in-law
In spite of the stabbing pain in his forehead, Atlas struggled to stand on his feet, placing his palm against his head for added support. His eyes were tight shut as he willed the hammering in his skull to silence. Finally, he opened his eyes, only to behold a vast space of nothingness. The place was almost pitch black, except for dark shades of purple that spoke of the energy that maintained the aura of the place; obviously dark energy.
What is this place? He thought to himself as he began to walk, seeking no form of direction or turn.
Everything happened so fast, I remember being thrown through a rift by – Austin. He paused in his tracks and snapped his finger. He began to recall the moment before the incident, and according to what he was able to decipher, Meredith was about to be attacked, when he stepped in. He looked up and around him, and then at the ground. It was clear that there was no mode of exit, which could only mean that Austin had intended to lock her away.