Darkness, nothing else than complete and utter nothingness could have been seen for the unicorn after she regained her consciousness. The purple maned, ivory coated mare had no idea to the place that she possibly could have entered. Yet the strange thing was that it happened after she saw the familiar face back in her old bedroom. Rarity couldn't even remember what happened and then there still was the never ending darkness. A darkness that was not the night nor the shadow. It frightened her deeper than anything as it made her fill her lungs with air not tasted in ages. It made her return to times unspoken of.