Warmth.
Sophie could feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into the comfortable darkness as Cleo's worried face soon disappeared.
She could only remember an intense feeling of arousal and lust before her body was filled with exhaustion.
Time lost all meaning in this strange state.
It could have been minutes… hours… years… or even centuries since she closed her eyes.
Sophie had spent a lifetime drifting through the void of emptiness.
Vaguely Sophie sensed that her body was being lifted up and moved around by someone, but she found herself unable to open her eyes.
Perhaps she would never wake up.
Sophie smiled peacefully as she continued to float through the darkness until a soft voice began to whisper.
"Sophie"
(Why won't you just leave me alone?)
The voice just got louder and louder as if the speaker was starting to get annoyed.
"Sophie wake up!"
(Just let me rest.)
"Please wake up now!"
