For a moment Niya feels absolutely weightless falling through a dark pit. At first she feels her muscles tense but then decides to close her eyes and let everything go. She relaxes and in the next minute she feels cold wet and fluffy ground on her back. She opens her eyes and sits up on a snow filled landscape with some trees here and there. Thick fog has settled at places making the area look ethereal. Her shoes crunch on the crystallised snow as she makes her way through the trees. ...