The Last Snowelf

I open my eyes, see a blue light in front of me. A large blue light. It's kind of strange. It looks like a giant mushroom, a blue flying mushroom. As I look around I see thousands of them. Because of the mushrooms, the dark room I'm in is filled with the blue light. But where am I? Who am I? I walk inside the huge building, which looks like a debate hall. I see a round plate on the ground and I pick it up. Now I can see my reflection. My face is pale and my hair as white as snow, my eyes are the same color as the blue light and my lips as red as blood.