It was bright here. She had expected that, for some reason, but she hadn 't expected the way that the brightness didn 't seem to affect her eyes. She appeared to be in a place which both was and was not her home. It was her home because she could feel the rightness of that statement in her very bones and the thought of being anywhere else simply didn 't make sense. It was not her home because she knew this building had been destroyed when Pein attacked the village, so many decades ago.