Chapter 2: Second Chance
Iris saw a vast expanse of brilliant white stretching beyond her sight.
What even more surprised her was the presence of a person in the middle of the room, even though the distance made it hard to see clearly.
A surge of excitement coursed through her as she realized she had encountered another human being, breaking the endless cycle of silence and darkness.
She hastened, traversing the room for several minutes until she finally stood before the person. However, her own shock almost caused her to stumble and fall upon witnessing who it was.
’G-Gandalf!’
Iris stood in complete shock as she stared at a tall old man with flowing white hair who was wearing a pristine white robe draped to the floor. He stood merely a few meters away from her, resembling Gandalf, the white wizard from the Lord of the Rings movie.
Her body froze in place, yet her eyes remained fixated upon him.
"Miss Iris Gray, please take a seat," the old man’s melodious voice echoed through the room. His eyes exuded such a calming presence that Iris felt mesmerized.
A few moments passed, and once again, the older man’s voice resounded in her ears, sending tremors through her heart.
"Miss Iris Gray, please sit down!"
His commanding tone seemed to pull at the core of her being, compelling her legs to move involuntarily.