"It'll help to pass the time," said Victoria. "Actually, there are several versions of the story, but the one I'll tell you is the one I think is true," continued the woman as she turned the pages of the book in Braille. "This is where I keep all the versions. If you learn to read Braille one day, you could read all of them. But I don't think you are here for that," chuckled Victoria, then stopped at a certain page. "Right, here it is... Let me begin."
"One night, when the young Victoria Ayers had just finished celebrating her birthday party, she and her parents were walking home from the amusement park. They had a great day trying out every single attraction there, yet Victoria felt that there was something she missed. She was not happy at all, despite having had so much fun, and having done all those things she did, yet she could not explain why. It was as if darkness itself was tugging at her heart, as if something Indescribable gripped her. As she focused more and more on what made her feel so unhappy, she noticed that she got separated from her parents, not to mention that she was now in a dark, deserted world," begun Victoria, moving her hands along the lines as she read.
"The were no lights in the darkness, not even a faint speck of white coloured the black world. Yet the young girl was not afraid of the black surroundings, instead, she started to sing a song that echoed off of unseen walls, and touched the hearts of the lurking shadows. Slowly, but surely, the world took form, becoming a beautiful, green meadow with Victoria in the centre. However, the meadow was not completely empty as a man, dressed in blue clothes stood at just the edge of it, seemingly waiting for something. Curious about the man, Victoria approached him with long, happy skips as if she was playing. But before she could reach the man, the meadow disappeared, and the young girl found herself in the shadow world again," continued Victoria, but then frowned.
"That is strange. I think the story was not like this..."
"Of course it was not, foolish woman" said a familiar voice from the doorway. "For the Truth affects Reality and Reality Affects the truth, and by meeting this little girl, you have altered your reality," continued the man, who called himself Moira. "I really do hope that you are enjoying your time here, foolish woman, because you shall not be here for long if it is I who gets to decide your fate," said the man with outright hostility.