[You aren't where you just were a moment ago. You remember it very clearly: who you were talking to, or fighting with, or what book you were reading.
Now? It is bit like you blinked and never opened your eyes again. The world around you is dark and devoid of boundaries or shapes. Little swirls of light and after images dance in front of your straining eyes. Your ears cling to the comfort of the sound of your clothes and your breathing over the overwhelming nothing around you.
All you know is that you are standing and you are very, very alone right now.]
[You dream that you sit up in the middle of the night, your room absolutely photorealistic. The shadows are deeper, the colors a little more washed out. As you look out the window, you see a figure missing arms walk through the empty, still courtyard with stiff, awkward steps. It vanishes to the south....]
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Now? It is bit like you blinked and never opened your eyes again. The world around you is dark and devoid of boundaries or shapes. Little swirls of light and after images dance in front of your straining eyes. Your ears cling to the comfort of the sound of your clothes and your breathing over the overwhelming nothing around you.
All you know is that you are standing and you are very, very alone right now.]
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