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Before reading this:

    -Darkness is essential. Sight is not.

    -Friends and Family should not be present. No other person should be put in danger.

    -Silence is a virtue. Noises while reading only disturbs the author.

Let Us Begin.

Darkness envelops your being.

You are no longer a part of this world.

In this moment, you're put into an endless void, filled with nothing.

Complete silence surrounds you.

You feel as if you are alone.

But your mind questions…

You start to wonder…

You look to your left… and to your right…

You look behind you. [pause]

You see nothing.

But, does something see you?

You look around again, trying to gain reassurance.

But it's too late.

You feel your senses dulling with every passing second.

Your eyes struggle to adjust to the darkness encompassing you, begging for a glimpse of something, anything.

Your ears strain, trying to find something to tell you what's out there.

You feel your skin begin to ripple with the fear that's growing inside you.

You struggle to breathe.

Your heart starts to race.

Your mind: searching for some sensation in this nothingness.

You begin to imagine things, thoughts and ideas becoming the reality that you inhabit as, without sensations, true reality seeps slowly away.

You know you are imagining, but you can't halt the visions, the sounds, the feelings.

How does one tell the difference between reality and imagination when the only thing that envelops them is darkness?

You feel breath on the back of your neck.

You hear sounds around you.

The sounds become muted voices.

The voices whisper in your ear.

Eyes.

Eyes piercing the darkness and looking straight into your soul.

Your fingers grasp, almost against your own will, wanting to touch, wanting to feel.

You ask yourself if something is there, and the voices answer, "Yes."

The frigid darkness surrounds you.

Your fear overtakes you.

Your mind tells you to leave.

You reach out in the darkness again groping for something tangible!

But the only things you can feel are the visions you've created.

Suddenly you begin to feel comfortable, welcoming the deprivation and retreating from your now useless senses.

You forge a new reality: creating a world inside yourself. A world you can hear, touch, taste, and see.

And your mind starts to clear.

Everything's okay.

It's all over.

You're here in your little world.

Just you, and me.

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So? What'd you think? Good? Bad? Give me some tips and critique on how I did! This was written by me, then edited by a friend of mine and his mother... Haha.