Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38538389-20191122065640/@comment-44390494-20191126225534

Hazel's eyes flickered open, trying to adjust to the sudden burst of light that came into her vision.

She inspected the room she was currently in. She wasn't on the blinding bright place she remembered being in anymore. She was in a circular room with plain, windowless, dusty grey walls. The only light in the room came from a slingle chandeleir that hung from the ceiling. Hazel was apparently sitting on one of the room's uncomfortable armchairs. There were two more of those facing her, along with a wooden table in the middle.