Timber transported them into an inbetween place. It was like a suspended realm between worlds. Nothingness lurked in the corners everywhere one would look. Only the dimmest of light illuminated the space as Timber aloud to be. It was a neutral place she thought of as in a dream state. There were no walls. No ceiling. Nothingness. Just a pale whiteness could be seen for miles.
“Where have you taken me? What is this place?” Shamira questioned, trying to look around frantically with her eyes, as her head wouldn’t move. She could no longer hear the sounds or smell the stench of the victorious battle she was sure she was winning.
“It doesn’t matter where we are.” Timber spoke as she slowly walked around her, her hands gently folded together behind her back. Shamira was still suspended in the
