"Hi."

I cringe inwardly at the sound of my voice. It's so high-pitched and weak. I decide to try again, since the other girl hasn't said anything.

"Um, do you know where we are? I- I'm Alari."

For some seconds, the girl doesn't do anything. Then she seems to shake off a reverie and look up me. Then she starts to get up. Her movements are uncoordinated, yet smooth. The way she moves is unnatural. It's like every muscle in her body is being moved by a different person, each one of which doesn't really know what they're doing, so they're looking at their neighbour to copy of them. Her voice brings me out of my thoughts, into the white.

"Hello, Alari. I am... Ophelia."