It’s…dark. What happened with the lights? Am I sleeping?

If this is supposed to be sleep, then why is there nothing here? Dreams and nightmares should follow me into my sleep, but I’m weirdly conscious about everything. Besides thinking, there was nothing that I could do.

I wanted to move but nothing responded to my wish in this pitch-black abyss. Even the feeling of my body was completely gone and not even my voice came out in my panic. My screams just echoed inside my thought. I could hear, “Where am I?! Help me! Help me!” over and over again, like a recorder.

Fortunately, my sense of touch appeared once again. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it feels like floating around in a swimming pool on a warm and sunny day in summer. It calmed me, removed my panic and fear, while I drifted in this darkness.

It makes me want to stay…!

Ahhhh…arrrrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhh! Gargh!

Scheiße!? Wha-What was that!?

My sides hurt as if something just tore a piece off me. The intense pain never disappeared nor lessened, as my wailing once again filled my mind with echoes, disorientating me. It was pure agony.

What the hell?!

It’s cold now. Freezing cold! My-My sense of self was weakening as what felt like my soul is being frozen solid.

I wanted to finally wake up. Escape this nightmare.

Wake up already!

I want my Papa. I want my Mama. I couldn’t help but continue screaming and struggling, hoping that my body would wake up from this dreadful sleep. My thoughts were a mess with all this screaming and shouting that it made even thinking about my pain, cause me even more pain.

Arrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Somebody save me, please! I don’t want to be alone in here!

…So sleepy…

“It is done.”

“Hie hie, it seems to have worked this time. Congratulations, your Majesty.”

“It must have been tiring, so we must not waste this opportunity.”

“Preparations have been made for it to succeed. Now, let me rest.”