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Lora was burning.
The end of every nerve was alight with agony unlike anything she’d ever imagined. It was white-hot and tingly, like her body was trying to give up on feeling at all in an effort to get away from the pain. She didn’t know where she was, or who else was there, or if she was just alone in the abyss, but it didn’t matter. There was only white fire burning away at her from the inside out.
She didn’t know how long she stayed there, suspended in nothing, before it all stopped. Sensations disappeared. She saw nothing, felt nothing, smelled nothing. The world had ceased to exist, and so had she.
And then he spoke.