Way Out

Previous day.

In the darkness, souls moved about in their different units. Mumurings could be heard as some were in groups and some, alone. The sound of the wind could be heard whistling about them. There wasn't a moon or star above them. The skies were plain dark. Rocky was the ground and crooked was every corner , miles away from where they were was a huge transparent wall that was like an exit. Behind the wall was as though it was surrounded by something that seemed to be a dark cloud and not a soul was anywhere near it. 

Soon the sounds of cracking were heard. The souls were distracted as they turned to see where it came from. They couldn't tell till they heard a voice cry out,

"A crack ! A crack on the shield!"