Everything was a blank space.
I was unconscious but somehow I knew. It was frighteningly dark...
The murky and violent void around me feels like it's creeping into every pore of my body. A neverending tide of crawling disgustingness.
Like millions of maggots that slowly devour and kill.
It's nauseating...
A moment later, without even a catch of breath in my consciousness, pain pangs through my feet.
Auughhhhh!!
Through my skin, through my flesh and bones. This malicious invasion grazes my body like it wants to turn it inside out.
It hurts! Please... stop it!!
I wanted to cry out from the unbearable pain. I wanted to bawl and curl up to a little ball so that I could relieve even a speck of myself from going insane.
However, as if to mock my attempts, my own body wasn't even budging to move from my own will. I can feel it spasming from the pain but, aside from that, nothing else.
To make it even worse, I know the void won't stop this invasion. It has already started slicing its way through my legs.
Please stop...
I'm afraid that if nothing is done, I will be mutilated from the head to the very last of the toes in my feet.
Am I going to die?
Such thoughts crossed my mind for a second. I wasn't even awake for longer than a few minutes yet, this imminent end is getting closer with every passing moment.
What a short life this is- not! Who could accept something like this?!
I definitely did not.
I didn't want to die yet.
Steeling my resolve, I pushed through the torment. Hoping that even for a span of a few seconds, my body would hold on.
The void is already inside me. I knew that. I also knew that my lower limbs had already burst apart like some squashed fruit. Overloaded from this violent invasion.
The rest of my upper body is just awaiting it. I dearly wished that by bearing through this pain, maybe I could last a little longer.
Maybe some miracle would come... and hear the cries of my conscious soul.
Please come...
A minute...
And another more passes...
Such a miniscule amount of time yet it seems that hours would have already gone by.
I waited and bore the torture.
The flickering hope in my heart now is almost extinguished.
My will is crumbling and so is my life.
I couldn't keep track of how much time has passed but now, in these final moments, I know not much of my being is left.
I really didn't want to die yet...
However, my consciousness is fading.
.
..
...
Just then, I heard something.
In this empty world that I was in, the very first sound had come to visit my ears.
"Sigh...", A heavy breath of air.
The sound was a voice. A voice that carried warmth, empathy... and a tinge of fatigue.
It was a short sigh yet, somehow, I just knew that. Maybe it was a familiar feeling.
This spurred on my desperate self and my disappearing consciousness weakly cried.
Please... Help me...
Begging, I wanted to voice out my thoughts but I had no idea just how little of me is left.
I wished to hear more. But contrary to my will, the last light of my soul that was barely clinging to life has now shut me into the dark.
And now... it really is nothing but just the frightening darkness.
My short-lived life of knowing nothing but this torment is now coming to an end.
I died…