"Airi....? Airi?" Deon's voice echoed somewhere in my consciousness, but I couldn't quite grasp on to it.
I was swallowed by darkness; MY darkness. All the emptiness and sorrow and pain came swimming in, engulfing me into nothingness.
A light...no- a hand reached out to me in the darkness. It guided me away.
There was a numbing sensation, a nice feeling, sort of like a good dream. I didn't want it to end.
"Airi, don't give up on me." Deon's voice began to surface from the darkness.
My eyes flew open, the harsh lights of a bedside lamp blinded me. "What?" I asked, annoyed.