You flutter your eyes open. It's dark in here. Instinctively, you begin to catalogue the various sensations you feel, to compensate for what you can't see.
It smells like old water and metal. Rust. The floor is vibrating very slightly under your cheek with a mechanical thrum. You feel it...
A pristine shimmer glistened with an ethereal majesty that grazed upon the opulent horizon far yonder. As the solar midnight emerged in resplendence over the barren escapades in a lustrous haze, cascading the winterscape into a nebulous twilight, the expedition group at once realized the...