She knelt beside her, patting Lana's cheek with trembling fingers.
"Lana! Hey, Lana! What happened?"
However, Lana did not respond. Her breathing was faint, and her eyes remained shut. She was unconscious.
Meanwhile, Lana found herself surrounded by complete darkness. She looked around, trying to find any sense of direction, but there was nothing. Just endless black.
'Where am I? Mr. Crow? Naina? Anyone?'
Her voice echoed, yet no one answered. The silence pressed in, swallowing everything.
She walked forward without knowing where she was heading until her steps brought her to a tall mirror standing in the void. Confused, she approached it.
The moment she saw the reflection, her heartbeat stopped.
It was her. Yet it was not.
The reflection of Lana inside the mirror sat in a familiar wooden chair.
Her expression was twisted into an eerie, unsettling smile. That chair. That room. That exact posture.
