Every which way was pitch black, with no light in sight save for the bit that came from herself. However, she noticed that even as she looked about the darkness, the light was growing brighter and brighter, as if it wanted to be released here.
But why? Where was she? Tandy spun in a circle, wondering if she would have known had she any of her memories from before the past few days. Was this place familiar? No, not quite... but something about it made... sense.
For the first time since she arrived here, Tandy realized her fever was gone. She wasn't sure, but if her fever was connected to her light... did that mean that some of her light was gone? Maybe this place... absorbed light?
Not really sure what she was doing, Tandy inhaled deeply and reached out her hands above her, trying to push as much energy as she could out of her body. She opened her eyes and saw blades made of light hovering above each finger. Smiling, she swung her arms, shooting out the daggers and almost every ounce of extra energy she had felt building up inside of her. Light this time consumed the darkness, and in the light she saw a section of darkness, untouched by the light.
Walking over to it, she gingerly reached a hand out and touched it, confused to see her hand disappear. Seconds later she felt her entire body pull through and found Tyrone on the other side, now dangling her from the ceiling by a hand.