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.

Who was I?

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.