laughter  sinister laughter. the darkness is so void that  perception is thought to no longer exist. a young stands in its midst. her unruly white mane touching the floor as she stills and listens. a faint, familiar rhythm she recognised  long  ago is distant and the guffaws cease. gradually, it begins to come closer and even so she  strives to remember the name of the tune.

she hums the notes softly to her self despite the eeriness  of her suroundings and   the uncomfortable feeling that she wasn't alone, against her will , she takes a step forward. and then another step forward so  tentative. so cautious  so hesitant.  the very representation of fear.