At first, Chloe thought she was floating.

A strange weightlessness pressed against her body, as though she were drifting underwater, yet she wasn’t drowning. The world around her was dim and shifting, shadows flickering like candlelight through fog.

Her heart pounded. Where… am I?

The last thing she remembered was the cold sting of Selene’s hand on her chest, the way her lungs refused to pull in air, Zoe’s voice calling her name, then nothing. Just silence.

Now she stood ...