The ceiling was spinning.
Or at least that's what it looked like to Theo.
He was on a bed- probably.
And someone was next to him?
He could feel slight sensations around him but most of his body was irresponsive and it was almost like he was in some sort of a trance.
He couldn't move his head, and he certainly couldn't say anything.
But he was awake- that he was sure of.
'What is going on?' He tried, he tried desperately to move.
But at the end, he couldn't.
It was almost as though he was in sleep paralysis or something.
But he didn't see any demons. Even when he thought about the demons, he saw nothing.
All he saw, was the swirling black ceiling.
No light.
'Could it be that I'm in the goddess's dwelling?'
No, it didn't seem like that.
He didn't feel like floating, nor did any ripples form around him. He didn't sink in either, instead, he could feel he was on a bed.
Rather odd-
