Fiona
Stars dance around me, a dizzy, tilting feeling washing over me as the room is completely washed in white.
No color.
No sound.
No people.
No danger.
Everything is gone except for me and the necklace floating before my face. It pulses with a yellowish, blue light, not unlike how the moon shines in the night sky. The light isn’t bright, but it shines with no hint of fading after a moment.
It floats up, lifting my hair moments before it slips off my head. Unease cramps my stomach, so I reach for it. I don’t know what’s happening, but I can’t let the necklace disappear. It’s important to Ethan, and if I admit it, to me too.
The necklace doesn’t go far, though, and after a moment, it lowers to the floor.
Then, after one more pulse, a wave of light shoots out of the pendant
