So, it all started when I was going about my day, going to work as usual.
At least, I was supposed to.
And yet here I am. Floating in midair in the middle of an unknown room.
How did this happen? Where am I? And most importantly, where the heck am I?
My latest memory I remembered was the moment I stepped out through the door of my house in the morning, about to head out to work.
So, I wonder if there's anyone around who can tell me why I'm in an unknown room in the middle of the night, floating above a child's bed?
Looking down, I see that the child is innocently sleeping soundly in her bed with the most blissful look on her face.
'Must be having a good dream,' I thought to myself as I pondered about my own nightmare of a situation I'm in.
Looking around, I floated to the window and lightly shifted the curtain. Outside was dark and it was raining rather heavily. It was cold and gloomy.
'Cold?,' speaking of cold, I noticed that I don't particularly feel anything. Heck, how am I so calm about this whole insane situation? It just felt incredibly empty. Like something's missing.
Turning around, I floated over to the mirror next. Expecting to see my own reflection, I was half shocked to see that instead of my reflection, I was greeted by a horrid shadow of something floating in the middle of the room. It was blurry, with long disheveled hair, 'she' was wearing a white shirt with a trench coat.
'I guess, that's me,' I silently nodded to myself.
I stood there, staring at my reflection for some time before smiling sadly.
"That. I'm dead, aren't I?"