Sounds of sirens going off.
Screams sounding.
The clash of metal scratching against each other.
Voices begging for an answer.
It pains her to not speak. To not feel. Not calm the people around her. All she could do was hear. Crying. Anger. Pain. Heartbreaks. But she could do nothing but listen. All the while staring into the black darkness that engulfed her eyes.
Spots of grey and white lit up in random places at the corners of the blackness but that was the only color that the blackness gave away.
Nothing could get any worse until the darkness went to the next level of black. Coating the previous black with a darker one, it scared her.
I'm dead. It already happened. Only thing left to question is: where is god now?
But it didn't happen the way the world thought it would.
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Coma
FantasyOnce you fall in, you never go out. People have wondered what happens when you have fallen into a deep consious sleep known as, Coma. Do you dream? Nighmares? See memories? A bright light? Nothing? What if in the deep sleep, was another world...
