Her eyes blinked open and she took in her surroundings.
She was in some kind of…place.
There was a snort from somewhere beside her and with a slit shake o her head, she realized that it was from her own vocal chords.
Great, just fabulous! I have no idea where I am.
It was snowing, wherever she was, and she was alone.
“Are you all right?”
She looked up, startled, into the eyes of a man. He was pale and his eyes looked concerned. He held out a hand to help her up and without thinking, she took it. He slowly helped her to her feet, keeping her from falling over when she stumbled and holding her up as her legs inevitably gave out as well.
He continued to talk and ask her questions, but she couldn’t understand what he was saying. She just stared up at him as his face continued to blur around the edges until everything whited out.
It was still snowing gently yet thickly.
Written for last Friday’s FreeWriteFriday prompt: http://kellieelmore.com/2014/02/28/fwf-free-write-friday-time-and-place-scenario/