No word was spoken amidst the distant sound that grew nearer and nearer, but I could feel my blood, effervescent, blazing, flowing through each of my vessels at the rhythm of its ethereal vibration. My consciousness was fading in a way I had never known before, giving me the uncanny feeling that I was leaving my body, the latter obviously adding intense distress to this already dreadful episode. I was battling against it with the only power of what was left of my sane mind, torn apart by my failure to take my tortured friend out of this tourment that no human, by our rather limited original spirit, should ever have to experience. As I was failing to move, I tried to focus on watching my friend’s desolated face, desperately hoping that my eyes simply laying on him would prevent his soul from a darker fate. What I would have done if I could have simply raised my limbs, I do not know, and certainly never will, as the true effect of such evil curse obviously defied common logic.
I have never felt it ever again after this episode, but I knew it at the moment, partly because of the uniqueness of the sensation : He was there, between those walls, with us, trying to take us away. Who was He, I could not say, but His dimensions weren’t of this world. The tumultuous vibration that inhabited me was His voice, hollering. It turned into a thump, and I could feel everything around me slowing down. Each breath I took was immensely long, filling my lungs with nothing but sulfurous air, the one He was breathing out, as if its components were themselves of a dark red-gold tint. All I could now perceive was this menacing hellish light - His amorphous silhouette, and my fellow’s face in front of Him, right in the middle. In an instant that felt like many hours, I blinked, but this very process was corrupted - what my eyes saw with my closed lids was no different than when they were opened. I could only feel how vulnerable I was, which led me then to stop struggling. I realized I was now laying horizontally, tetanized, my bones violently pressed on the squeaking wooden floor. A horrifying cry of agony pierced through the dark glow, and there he fell, by my side, his eyes wide opened, reflecting the deep starry night even though we were inside.
