Laying down, a man regains consciousness. He is surrounded by light blue and white, and there is a figure looming above him. With hazy vision, he attempts to make out the face, but fails multiple times.
The figure seems to turn to face toward him, and looks surprised, by the body language.
He hears a voice, seemingly from under water. The voice is drowned out as he strains to answer.
I thinks she’s saying a name.
Is it my name?
…
What is my name?
…..
The blue and white background seems to be separating, and becoming less hazy. I start to understand and interpret my surroundings, along with the figure above me.
Her voice becomes more clearer, and I hear doors opening, and feet shuffling into the area, and low murmurs.
The lady stops speaking and looks somewhere else, to where I do not know.
Maybe toward the shuffling?
Another figure comes into my line of vision, and seems to inspect me.
Is there something wrong with me?
… Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing here?
I start to struggle.
I try to get my hands up and grab something. I need to get up.
I tell my hands to move, but they don’t move. My legs won’t move either.
I keep on trying but nothing happens.
Nothing is happening.
Why can’t I move?
I strain to move, and I start to see red.
I push forward. I need to move.
The red overtakes my vision.
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