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"We need help! Somebody help!"
Hey.
Somehow, I'd returned, retaining at least a single shred of my former mind.
It's been a long time.
Pain… it's all I can remember.
However, instead of a distorted burn, this pain felt raw. It felt real.
I'm alive, huh?
Slowly but surely, my awareness sharpened and the pain lessened. Perhaps it wasn't even as dark as it had been before.
I'm tired. Get your eye off me.
Oh?
Ohhhh?
What's this…? …cold?
Yeah, yeah… I'm cold.
My pitch-black, hellish world had gained something new–something other than pain.
I cherished the sensation.
It soothed me.
Ahhhh. It's beautiful... I want more. More light.
My desires were heard, and light, actual light, began to creep into the darkness, finally penetrating the impenetrable wall.
Beautiful…
I love you.
Sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch. My senses began to awaken from their long, long slumber.
Yeah. Yeah, this is good. It's been too long. Decades, I think. I hope I'm not too old. I want to feel this forever.
It had not been decades, years, or even months.
I was awake ten days ago.