Y/N POV
Black. All I could see was blackness. Like a white canvas, coated in thick, black ink. Slowly taking it all over.
I was dipping in and out of continuousness, I could hear people talking. I could feel my body being picked up, I heard Damien's voice, Courtney 's chocked sob. But I couldn't see the problem.
Colours fased in. Like a colourful demontor from Harry Potter.
Suddenly this forest formed in front of me. My favorite song could be heard from somewhere. I walked into the woodland and saw miles of green grass, trees and isolation.
I could still hear some outside noise, but I began to cancel it out.
Animals ran around freely as a soft breeze blew throw the trees, causing them to start singing. (Dw refrence? The singing towers? No? Okay bye)
Whiteness started to burn the trees, as if it was a nuclear explosion. My perfect get away, destroyed. Whiteness took mr over. I was lost in a white room now, but what was really going on?