TIIIING!
"Where am I?"
Caesar's thoughts puffed away like smoke.
He felt his consciousness merging together, except there wasn't any presence of cold or warmth—a rather strange feeling. His skin tingled like electricity as he passed through what he could only make out as a wide, dark corridor.
In the end, he saw two black bars above and below him, like a cinematic screen, with white static at the center, while the bars extended forward to unattainable lengths. Caesar saw the space moving forward—or perhaps it was him moving forward; even he couldn't distinguish what was going on.
"Is this..." He blurted
"Cecilia!"
'Huh?!' Caesar exclaimed mentally. 'Who is...'
"Cecilia!"
The black bars crumbled apart, and the white static formed a clear image.
