[center][h1][b][u][color=bc8dbf]Caitlin Cade[/color][/u][/b][/h1][/center]

[indent][b]Darkness[/b]

Pure, unending, and all-consuming. 

That was what had taken Cait as her head knocked against the cement walk. She felt her eyes passing back and forth, looking for anything other than the veil of pitch black that had thrown itself over her face. Was she even seeing anything? Or were her eyes closed? She tried to move her arm, and then her leg; neither budged, weighed down as though literal tons had been added to them. No. Her muscles, her bones, every facet of strength had been taken from her; in that moment, her body had shut down, stripped of all but its most essential purposes. She lay [b]there[/b], unable to move or speak. [i][color=bc8dbf]But where the fuck is here?[/color][/i] She was sure she hadn't left the lot of the Community Center. Was this "place" just a dream? A sightless vision brought about by her unconscious state? 

[i][color=bc8dbf]Wait...[/color][/i] She had felt numb; so much so that it hadn't registered with her until she began feeling something again. It started faintly as a gentle vibration passing through her body, resonating out from her centre like a ripple from a stone tosse dropped into a pond. The vibration intensified steadily, until it felt like something similar to an electric shock passing through her. [i][color=bc8dbf]That's right... the lightning.[/color][/i] She recalled the bolting hitting her, falling and arcing with intent, almost as if it had meant to strike her specifically. With the increasing intensity of the vibration came something akin to noise: a low tone rumbling beneath her eardrums; the kind of pitch no ear could normally hear because the waking mind couldn't focus on it properly. 

Cait felt herself groan as both the feeling through her body and the sound in her ears developed and changed. The low tone became drowned out be higher pitches layering in over it until she could barely hear it; eventually, the dull murmur of distinguishable voices, muffled as though she were listening from beneath water, sounded above the random, ringing tones. The vibrating sensation gave way to a sort of fatigue, and then to soreness; it peaked at an almost painful clip, like the sharp discomfort of tendonitis passing through every muscle of her body. In tandem, the vision of darkness faded, first to an ever-lightening gray, and eventually to a bright, hot white before more familiar paterns, shapes, and figures formed. 

And then...

[color=bc8dbf]"Whoa!"[/color] Cait entire front side pressed against the warm surface she had fallen onto. She felt as though she had just been dropped; she didn't realize that as she came to, her body had lurched no less than an inch off the ground through no force she had produced. She rolled over onto her backside in time to find Prince standing over her. [color=bc8dbf]"Yeah, yeah. I'm awake."[/color] The pains she had been feeling began to subside, though some fatigue still lingered. [color=bc8dbf]"But I should probably go back to sleep."[/color] She grasped her forehead. [color=bc8dbf]"I feel like I have a migraine or something."[/color] She felt around the ground near her, splaying her arms and hands out frantically. With a sudden jolt, she put herself upright, ignoring the throbbing in her head. 

She spun around, looked down, and scowled. [sub][color=bc8dbf]Fuck...[/color][/sub] Her spliff had gotten caught underneath her when she fell, and now sat flattened on the ground, its contents coming loose from the roll. She tried to gather it back together, but it was too far gone to be brought back to a proper spliff. What remained when she was done was little more than a roach. She examined the stub of of a smoke, and shrugged. [color=bc8dbf]"Better than nothing."[/color] She sat herself more comfortably, and motioned for Prince to hand her his light, assuming he still had it. [color=bc8dbf]"So... the fuck happend? Where's the hardass? Did anyone else get struck?"[/color] She took a look around at her fellow 'troublemakers' and noted the answer to her own question; they were all lethargically getting themselves back onto their feet. [color=bc8dbf]"Eh. Don't answer that last one. Still... what happened? Like, I'm not the only one that thinks that was weird, right?"[/color] She directed her last question to the group, her head whipping about for some form of agreement or validation.[/indent]