Unbalanced
Try as you might, you simply can't grasp what is even real as your mind unravels with each new agony. At one point you could swear the sound of voices shouting surrounded you, but then again that could have been hours before or after the pain started really.
Eventually, you do come to remember something, just as a crackling vein of shadow and light streaks down the wall beside you. You feel every degree of it’s heat as it sears into your skin. You remember that this isn't real, and thus, this pain cant be real either. That revelation steels you, and the flames burn all but your skull, sitting cleanly in blackened ash.
You cannot perceive what happens to you next, but you are somehow still present. And then, you wait. Time, sensation, all become concepts to your consciousness as you struggle to remain aware of who you are. Long ago, you remember a different dream, one where you existed.
DEATH 01
Eventually, you do come to remember something, just as a crackling vein of shadow and light streaks down the wall beside you. You feel every degree of it’s heat as it sears into your skin. You remember that this isn't real, and thus, this pain cant be real either. That revelation steels you, and the flames burn all but your skull, sitting cleanly in blackened ash.
You cannot perceive what happens to you next, but you are somehow still present. And then, you wait. Time, sensation, all become concepts to your consciousness as you struggle to remain aware of who you are. Long ago, you remember a different dream, one where you existed.
DEATH 01