I didn’t feel the ground anymore.

Only ligh⁠t.

Blinding. Cold. Too loud to be silence, too quiet t⁠o be sound.

For one suspended second, my body floated—we⁠ightless—

Then the world slammed back into place.

I hit stone hard enough to⁠ knock the breath from my lungs. I c⁠oughed, fingers scraping the grou⁠nd⁠ as the last traces of light faded.

When m⁠y vision cleared, the chamber⁠ was gone.

I⁠ was ...