Amaya had gone what seemed like ages without seeing her symbol or feeling anything. She had slowly begun to doubt if she’d ever actually be able to move at all. Was the symbol she had seen truly going to be her key to freedom or was it just a meaningless hallucination? As she flipped between the two scenarios in her mind, a deep, blue, all encompassing tide of sadness washed over her. Once again, she closed her eyes in an attempt to escape her darkening reality...