time has passed since entering the light, though the amount of time is unknown. some time was spent wandering and some spent wondering, and yet nothing has been accomplished. at times you begin to wonder if this whole thing has merely been a dream. if, after lying down in your bed, your mind constructed everything, the voice, the room which seemed ( Read more... )

you awaken, sitting up in a cold sweat. last night's dream is still fresh in your mind. though you sit in your own bed, in your own room, everything is foriegn. the pictures of your family on the wall seem a distant memory. you reach for your cat, ever at your side, but the cat is not there. as you start to call it, you realize you don't remember ( Read more... )

consciousness hits like a hammer, and the darkness is obliterated by a blinding white light. nothing is visible save for the sterile white ceiling and the searing white light ( Read more... )