Her world was pitch black darkness. Actually, it was darkness and water, but after not breathing for so long she didn't really notice the wetness. She didn't have a concept of time, but she did know her chains hand rusted and broken a while back. She felt around the floor of her prison and found a large stone. She picked a spot she thought was the same as last time and began hammering. It might take millennia to get through, but she had that and more. Still, she hoped she had picked the right direction. She didn’t relish chipping her way through Mount Torlock. That's when she heard a muffled noise to her right. She shifted her attention and started to hammer there. She had been pointing in the wrong direction. How long had she been off course? Suddenly there was an explosion of sound. Light poured into her prison as the water poured out. She shoved herself out of the hole, reborn again into this world, and this time she would do the swatting. Before any swatting could occur, though, she retched up the water in her lungs and stomach next to her. Not the start she had imagined.