Étude of Humanity

Chapter Ten

Darkness.

It is this singular dimension that engulfed me at which Sayre doesn't know for how long.

It was the opposite of this white flash that I enjoyed painstakingly when mama pushed me out of her tummy; I don't like this darkness. It just halts me every inch I try to be myself (does that make senso?).

Well, halt isn't the right word, but freeze.

But anywho, I want to be out of here. I don't like it at all! I can't move, I can't see my own hands if I even tried to move my arms, I can't speak, I can't hear, I can't smell, I can't feel. All I can do are mind things, which is the reason this entire monologue exists!

It's literally that "mind over matter" saying and it's real! Hahaha!

Wait, there's no time to be funny while I'm in this state.

Anyway, Sayre doesn't know if time exists in this dimension. Sure, I might think of it as just when my eyes are closed, but the problem is that they're open, even if they're closed. I knowie, it's trippy.

The closest thing to make would be covering your eyes with your hands, but even then light would pass through when you do that.

Woah, are we talking about black holes?! That's coolio—

No, there's no time to be funny in this state.

Maybe that's just how I am all the time—laughing things off. Maybe it's an excuse of some sort because I can't bear it or I don't know why things are the way they were. Maybe it's Sayre's way of rejecting something at the most indirect way possible.

Like how I keep on giving out a giggle whenever C$[#~^% and H&$^-/@#< talks about Sayre being all weak and rather frail even though I know I've been pushing myself.

I was wondering if this is how near-death experiences would feel like. I know religions exist like how M@#% taught me—there's Shinto and Christianity for instance in J%#@& where gods and spirits would carry you to some haven or some place. Now this is a completely different experience. None of that happened!

Also who are these garbled people and what is J?[*+ anyway? It makes me wonder especially that Sayre knows these three people, but I can't. Maybe this what happens when you're in this dark dimension? I can't seem to pinpoint the things I specifically know, but I know they're right. It's like shrugging off the Mandela effect.

Maybe I am conscious inside my mind since I can still make happy analogies and whatnot. Is this lucid dreaming then?

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But Sayre isn't dreaming, this is now.

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Sayre tried to blink for approximately five seconds and unsurprisingly, I was greeted with whiteness all over my sight.

That was easy-peasy~!

It took a while before that whiteness eventually fades to a sort of yellow-orange hue. I was slowly regaining sight but also, regaining this unusual pain in my forehead. After that, I regain the feeling of my weight as I can make up that I was laying down on a comfy bed with a blankie. I can feel the warm air that feels like it's a tranquil afternoon. Eventually, I regained my sanity just as good as I was back on the school field—that track field about... ... ... Huh, when was that?

Must be the effects of this dark dimension I was in for... ... ... Was that a minute ago? Anyway, about not knowing time!

Once Sayre was awake, I look around without moving my head. It seems that I am in the school clinic, with a boy who was by my side reading a book elegantly. Grey-haired and with glasses...