I blinked, my surroundings shifting from darkness to a small meadow enveloped in white smoke.

Looking at the white chiffon dress, different from the one I wore this morning, bits and pieces of my memory started to come back. I remembered accepting the darn challenge, I remembered facing off the rogue... Vincent, and I remembered bringing him back.

I stood still, taking in my new environment. The edges of the meadow seemed to merge with darkness, ominous and foreboding. My heart ...