Everything snapped into focus and she heard a strange shushing sound. She had to find a way to accept the lack of form and structure, the storm-colored, endless gray, and know that it was.what it was.Īs soon as Buffy had the thought, she felt solid ground beneath her boots. As contrary as it was to everything she knew, the only way to conquer this place was to do nothing. She released the tension from her body, dangling her arms at her sides. And yet she sensed overwhelming danger.įists clenched, she took a breath and calmed herself. While every cell in her body screamed at her to defend herself, there was no enemy to focus on. By instinct and by training, vampire slayers fought against - against a target, an enemy. Oz and Angel had tried to prepare her for the terror of the experience, but Buffy Summers, the Chosen One, knew now that there was no way to prepare. A limbo, a vacuum of nothingness: no sound, not even Buffy's gasps of shock, no light, just a dull gray that formed no boundary, met no horizon.
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