Chapter 342

That very same night, Leesa dreamed.

Blackness enveloped her. No, not blackness—more of a purple. A purple so deep and rich and dark as to be almost black. She held her hand up in front of her face and she could see it clearly, but when she extended her arm, her hand nearly disappeared into the void. Farther out, she thought she could see faint, floating white lights surrounding her, but whenever she tried to focus on any particular one of them it somehow became lost to her sight.

Almost as frightening as the eerie darkness was the complete and utter silence of the place. It was so deathly quiet she thought she could hear her own heartbeat, but maybe that was because it was pounding so hard inside her chest.

She had no idea where she was, no memory of how she had come to this place of cold, eerie darkness.

She tried to take a careful step forward, but discovered she could not. Not because her legs didn’t work, but because she wasn’t standing on anything solid. She seemed to be floatin