You think you're falling, but you can't really tell. There's some kind of sensation there, something that tells you that you're falling, but you can't feel the rush of air that you should be able to. Though to be honest, you can't really feel much of anything. You think your eyes are closed, but they won't open, or maybe they are open and all you can see is darkness.
You decide to believe that you are falling, but you don't think you want to be anymore. You go to lash out with your hands, to reach for something to grab hold of, to slow yourself, to stop yourself, but you don't. In fact, you realize that you can't feel your hands. Do you even have hands? For some reason you can't quite remember, but you feel like you should. Now that you think about it, you feel like there should be a lot more than this.
With no hands to lash out, no body to feel, you cannot stop yourself from falling. You want to do so, you want desperately to stop the sensation, to grab something firm and claw your way back up. You stare out at the everlasting tide of darkness, the ultimate jaws of oblivion to which you have fallen victim to.
You feel...
-Scared
-Angry
-Disappointed
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I am Inferi.
02-Jul-2015 20:43:48
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George Rozas