Trapped in Black

Liam sat up abruptly, his heart racing like he had just woken up from a nightmare, only he couldn't remember what it had been. he could feel his hair falling over his shoulders in tangled clumps. he raised a hand to rub his eyes, only to be blocked by the ridiculously large mask he had chosen to wear.

it was then that he realized that the room around him was dark, he could barely see anything, though he could make out that he was slouched in the corner of a square room and there were two other things in there with him. whether they were human or not he couldn't tell.

Liam decided it was best to remain quiet and hope that the other things in the room with him were people and not creatures who would wake up hungry and ready to devour him. At this point in life he was really regretting not bringing his want with him to the ball.

Pocahontas felt herself jolt awake. She looked around, frantic; her heart kept pounding so hard, she thought it was going to come out of her chest and leave her behind in the dark.

"What's going on?" She called out through the darkness.

Last thing she remembered was having a lousy time at the dance and having a drink of punch.

'Thank God, it's a person,' Liam thought with no small amount of relief when he heard a female voice echo in the stone room. He didn't do well in small enclosed spaces and the idea of being there alone rattled him more than he was willing to admit.

"I have no idea," he replied to the female's question, "Who are you?" The voice was unfamiliar to him so he probably didn't know the person sharing his stone prison.

He blinked hoping his eyes would adjust to the darkness, but if anything his eyesight only seemed to worsen. The few shapes he could see we're becoming blurry.

"The hell..." He muttered closing his eyes and pressing his thumb and index finger to the lids, he brushed the tips of his fingers against the corner of his eyes, hoping that something was stuck in his eyes but to no avail; his eyesight just kept getting worse.

"I can't see," he said, beginning to panic.

Pocahontas breathed a sigh of relief when she heard someone say something back to her. "I'm Pocahontas, who are you?" She asked, not recognizing the voice.

Pocahontas blinked the moment he said something about not seeing.

Was she imagining it? Or was everything getting darker?

"N-neither can I!" She said, feeling the panic rise up within her.

"I'm guessing you have no idea what is going on, do you?" She asked, hoping she was guessing wrong.