Quinn was thrown to the floor from his sitting position as if something had hit him. His body had slid across the spaceship floor before Sil moved and stopped it. Upon checking the former's condition, Sil found out Quinn was sweaty, and his chest was strangely rising up and down, which nearly never happened before, and after a moment, he finally opened his eyes.
"Quinn, Quinn!" He heard Sil call him out, bringing him out of the trance, "What happened, Quinn?"
"I think...I just died." Quinn replied. Just like before, next to no time had passed in the real world. However, after being through such an intense situation for an incredibly long time, it felt all strange for him.
It was as if he was stuck in a dream, but it wasn't fake, and everything he did was real.
"What do you mean you died? What happened to you, Quinn? Is this because you were in slumber for a thousand years or something?" Sil asked again.
