Literally, a clearing. It was so clear I wanted to scream. the horror of having nothing to grab, collapse on, or even to see--
--except my kidnapper. Even as I choked with terror of him, I clung to him as if he were the wreckage of a ship in a calm, empty sea.
The clearing was cold, and dark. Little was happening, but there was a jewel, one small, brilliant ruby lying in the middle. I go up to it, reach for it, not out of greed so much as curiosity, but...
I looked in the stranger's cold,dark eyes and got suddenly very frustrated with the whole situation."Explain this all to me more!" I demanded.