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Cold. Dark.
That was all you could feel... you don't know for how long, or why, but its all you've been feeling for... how long again..?
Then a sharp prick. A strange warmth in your chest, that seemed to pull up.
Then light.
You were staring up at the ceiling of some old wooden room. The roof had cobwebs and splinters, upon dry grey wool. And in the center, a chandelier with blue flames candles.
You can't seem to recall anything. Who you were, or what your name was... where you are or why your here. And rather than freaking out or screaming, just mild confusion.
"Hey. Idiotic creature."
A small, pale hand snapped infront of your face, then an unseen force lifted you up into a sitting position.
First you noticed the room you were in. Tables full of strange things, crystals and beast parts. Books, and tomes, and artifacts.
Then your body. Or rather, what was left of it. Your skin was grey, but soft looking. Spots of your skin were missing, and you could see some bone as well as dried up flesh. You didn't even have a right arm.
And finally, the women. She had a long dark cloak, with a hood behind her head. Soft white hair, and pale, slightly grey skin. She was small, about 5 foot 7, and had eerie glowing blue eyes.
She observed you for a moment, locking in on details, then began scribbling in a book.
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