By Dave Eber
Pi Tui floated in a sea of gray mist. She looked around, confused. She wasn't sure where she was, or how she had gotten here.
"Father?" Pi Tui looked around, her long dark hair drifting out gently behind her. She felt as if she were trying to move underwater. Before her, the gray mists became churning, dark cloudsthat formed a giant face.
"Hear me, daughter!" The voice was deep like thunder, and echoed as if it came from the bottom of the deepest chasm.
"I'm here father! Where are you?"
"Help me. Release me."
"How can I help you? Where are you?"