was far too vague for me to understand. What was it that they were saying? For some reason I did not care, although I knew it was important. What was the reason for my indifference? My thoughts have been stopped by a strange feeling of being scared and curious at the same time. Where am I? It’s dark, lonely and cold.
I am afraid.
Who was that? Was it me or was it someone else? Am I not alone here? Why is the thought of someone being here so much more terrifying than being alone?
It hurts.
What is happening? This is strange, I can’t see nor hear anything, but somehow I know someone is speaking and the words are directed at me. Who are you? What are you?
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