Arc 4, Act II, Chapter 97: Thrown Into Chaos

Fumeko's eyes waxed open, lash by lash. Her barely kept hair swaying in front of her view. Darkness. A light pink to edges being the only discerning light.

Something felt, off… Like it was unclear, like she was lightheaded, like there was this fog beginning to brew within the corners of her mind.

Arising from the pinkish light were images, in a blur? No, they weren't images; figures perhaps. The dim light made no effort to make it easier to perceive.

"Where am I…?" she absentmindedly muttered. Her body, she peered down. Like a drifting jellyfish her arms were aloft—aimlessly sailing in a void.

The images took shape, the only thing Fumeko could see at this point. What was going on before she was here? Why is she here? Is she-

"Kiddo."

Fumeko's eyes ejected open, "Dad!?"