Melted Wax

She opened her eyes. It was pitch-black, wherever she was, and it smelled of old basements and mildew. She was also sitting in a chair, as she could feel the backing keeping her prostrate. She tried moving her fingers but found that they were not responding. Panicked, she went to clench her fingers into a fist and was mildly relieved when they twitched in response. Apparently, they were numb, most likely with cold, it suddenly came to her. She was quite cold. Why was it cold? Where was she? And…who was she? She became stricken with horror. She had no idea of her own identity. Then, how could she figure out where she was and why when she didn't even know WHO she was??

So anyway

I'm gonna teach myself Italian! 😀 I mean, my friend self-taught himself Japanese (the REAL self-taught, not learning through Anime or some crap) and he knows Russian now and hes also taking classes on Italian. He's so cool xD And he did it without language software too.

Well I'm done. I don't feel like explaining how, in a lapse of my sense of reality, I tried to change channels after not seeing my friend where she said she would be.

Let's just say, you can't actually jump dimensions, no matter how much you believe you can.