And then, everything went black.


    When i opened my eyes again, I couldnt feel anything.


    Nothing at all. Not even my eyes. In fact, my eyes in particular were sort of... stale?


    Not quite.


    More like...


    stuck?


    Yeah, i couldnt move them one bit. I tried to look to my left, despite the darkness, but nothing changed.


    I couldnt feel my arms or legs or anything either. It was just black.


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    I dont know.


    I can only remember this God-forsaken blackness.


    But even then, I felt that, somehow, it wasnt supposed to be like, well, like this.


    I can only remember blackness, but i can feel something beyond.


    I couldnt see, hear, smell, or anything like that, but, well, i could kind of feel?


    I could feel a...


    a what?...


    What exactly is this feeling?


    Its like tasting a new taste, smelling a smell you just cant place, suddently seeing what those little punching shrips see, suddently feeling something youve never felt before.


    I tried to feel it more, and it kind of... moved.


    I dont like that.


    Feelings dont move.


    Maybe it isnt a feeling at all?


    Maybe i am feeling?


    I felt a bit more.


    The feeling moved.


    God.


    Thats wierd.


    I moved a bit more until i felt something other than the feeling.


    It felt concrete.


    Like an actual thing.


    I grasped the feeling in my feeling, and the feeling squirmed.


    But it didnt squirm too long.


    Had it squirmed any longer, i wouldnt have been able to take it.


    Soon, the other feeling was gone.


    In return, my own feeling was stronger.


    I could feel it.


    I felt more.


    More and more.


    I want to feel more.


    More.