Dark.

This was all Leo could see, all he could feel, and all he could hear.

He knew his name. Other than that, his memory was a blank mirror.

The Child was lying on the cold, hard floor, aching from ailments he didn’t remember. Groaning, the boy struggled to stand up. He searched the room for any sense of detail or direction in the infinite Dark, but none could be found. He started to panic, breathing heavily. Suddenly there was a flash of Light and—

Dark.

This was all Bree could see, all she could hear, all she could feel.

She knew her name. Other than that, her memory was a charred wasteland.

The Child was lying on the soft, sticky floor, aching from ailments she didn’t remember. Groaning, the girl managed to stand up. She searched the room for any sense of detail or direction in the unfathomable Dark, but none could be found. She started to panic, giggling softly. Suddenly there was a flash of Light and—

Dark.

That was all Malcom could feel, all he could see, all he could hear.

He knew his name. Other than that, his memory was a pulsing void.

The Child was lying on the hot, hard floor, aching from ailments he didn’t remember. Groaning, he struggled to his feet. He searched the room for any sense of direction or detail in the vibrating Dark, but none could be found. He started to panic, whipping his head around frantically. Suddenly there was a flash of Light and–