I was at the edge, and I knew I shouldn't jump, but my feet went anyways.When I jumped, instead of flying, I dived into oblivion. Instead of darkness, I found madness. Oh, how hard I slipped and fell, down this wondrous trip to hell. Even as I was falling, I tried to grasp onto the air around me as it wooshed around me, laughing. I felt my brain scattering, thousands of fragments screaming as chaos let loose. I saw reality deteriorating before my eyes. In this rabbit's hole I found my body distorting, morphing. My body felt as if it was drowned in lead, my eyes barely able to stay open. My limbs growing heavier and heavier. My body craved liquid, and I grabbed the jug and chugged. I crippled over in pain, my stomach getting large, burning lumps. I felt my bladder burst, my body getting septic. Inside I was frantically screaming, flailing. Outside I could barely formulate the word help. My vision flashed black, then I was on a couch. I couldn't move, my eyes bobbing around. The paramedics and gurney in front of me. I tried to say what happened, but random gibberish was being murmured from my lips, as if some unintelligible creature was controlling my lips. Inside I was like a little speck, screaming, begging to know what's happening, as my body grew gigantic outside. Black flash, I stared at the ambulance roof lights, my body muttering random words and strings of vowels at times. I never realized it until after the words emerged though. Blackness. My mother crying. The hospital room closing in around me, suffocating me. The doctor standing in the room.
"We can't see anything physically wrong with them. We just need to keep an eye on them until this mental state wears off."
