posted on May, 28 2010 @ 02:57 AM
Where am I? I can barely think right now. My body won't move. I don't know why. Wasn't I just somewhere else, a few moments ago? I can barely
think. My memory of the past few hours seems cloudy. I'm thinking in a fog, through a nebulous soup. My name. To remember my name is even a
struggle. But after an eternity of a few labored seconds I remember who I am.
But not why I am here. Not why my body won't move. My strength seems gone. Strength, yes. One needs strength to move the body. It seems I have none.
Strength, that is. Oh no, is this death? Is this the afterlife? A foggy, weak place that will be my home for eternity? No, wait. I can move my eyes.
I have eyes! So I must not be dead. And I do have strength to open my eyes. Are they open? I can't tell, it's so dark. Maybe my other senses will
work here in this dark void. I hear sounds. I do not smell anything. I cannot taste anything. I cannot tell if I am touching anything as I cannot
move my body. More sounds. Eerie sounds. Are those the sounds of machines? And clicks. There are lots of clicking sounds. They are soft, almost wet
clicks. I have not heard that sound before. I feel... cold.
Light! My eyes were open, because I slammed my eyelids closed when the light invaded. It was so bright. And I see, beyond my closed eyelids, the
after-image of a round light that just shocked me back to some sense of reality. The after effect is red, orange, purple, fading to black as I keep
my eyes shut. There is more clicking, now very fast and a bit louder. I hear it on both sides of my head. Should I open my eyelids so that I might
see? The clicking continues and makes me nervous, though I don't know why. More sounds, the sounds of machinery. Is it machines I hear? A buzzing, a
whirring and musical tones. Yes, that is music. Faint, almost undetectable, music. But it is there. There are no words, only tones. Tones that do not
follow a recognizeable pattern. Tones that sound familiar. Have I heard them before? Yes, I have. Many times, before. I must open my eyes to see
what is around me.
Slowly, my eyes open. The light is still there, shining at me. Bright. But not hot. Almost cool, in fact. White light with a hint of blue. It
surrounds my field of vision so I cannot see anything else. Perhaps I can turn my head to see. The muscles in my neck flex, attempting to turn my
head to the right. But there is pain! Oh, there is much pain! Something is in my head! It prevents me from turning to see. The pain, is like an
explosion, bursting in my head, grinding down my neck like a saw blade, and washing over my body with a sickly warmth. There's a new sound now.
Loud. My throat is moving. It's me. I'm screaming from the pain. I'll relax my neck now. The pain stops and I stop screaming. Those clicks again,
all around me. Louder and faster than before. What are they? I want to see but I cannot turn my head. I won't turn my head, not again. Not with that