The 'water' made her ears tingle. All that could be seen were blurry black visions.
It was a strange feeling. All weight was lifted off as she was simply floating. In the darkness, the mind was easily mudded and the sense of weightlessness made it hard to differentiate up from down and right from left. For a brief moment it was like she had re-entered a state of non-existence. Despite the absurdness of her situation, an ethereal calmness washed over her.
Then she was for the briefest of moments, subject to the most excruciating pain possible. The type that can never naturally occur. It was sharp, everything was stinging. It came all at once. Honestly, she was surprised that she had not managed to faint.
Maybe it was shock, or she might have just needed time to process things. Either way she stayed absolutely still. Before she knew it, her vision returned. It was like her soul and body were separated, pulled through a strainer and then reconstructed. Then she felt like she was falling back, or more accurately falling into a body, her body.
The whole experience was nauseating. Her first instinct was to scream, but she stifled it before she could have attracted any unwanted attention. She lay motionless. Flat on the ground and unresponsive like a dead body - mind blank. For a time she didn't even blink.
Though she felt a familiarity with the body, it was weak. She could remember the colour of it's eyes and hair. Even the folds on the skin were the same. But something was off.
Soon the stillness caught up to her. She blinked rapidly to stop herself from shedding tears due to irritation. Then she sat up with a start, immediately going into a fit of coughing. Her memories were vague and corrupted, even her name seemed to be locked behind strings of broken code. She moved her limbs around erratically as if to test if she were merely in a dream.
It was real, nothing seemed of place. Her eyes, her limbs, her ears, and the rest of her body seemed intact and functioning. She stood up - her feet unsteady. With one hesitant step she came closer to a big building in the distance.
Her actions were prompted by the muffled memories of instructions that she had received earlier. A warehouse job, that was why she was here. She could not bring herself to question it.
Prompted by an unseen force she accelerated towards the building in an almost robotic fashion As though afraid of being late, she walked rapidly. Though her speed was great, on closer inspection her movements were fairly sluggish. It was as though she was propelling herself at the greatest speed she could muster. A speed that more likely than not was painful to walk at.
It was not long before the building was close by. Even now her actions were prompted my one thing ...
Hunger
The building was huge, a vastness that could only be combated by the ocean. She felt a sort of intimidation, but it was quickly washed away by her desire to eat. Following the previous directions, she weaved through the many rooms in the surprisingly unguarded building. It didn't take long to reach her destination.
It seemed to be a sort of eating area, like a cafeteria. There were a few people, some of them were eating but most of them seemed sceptical about something. Regardless, she went to get a plate and took some food from the buffet.
Unable to control her impulses, she grabbed a gingerbread man from among a dessert plate and took a hasty bite. Not noticing the ominous murky red of the berry jam filling. A bit odd, why would anyone put jam in gingerbread? But maybe the hosts were trying to do something unique. Looking back at the now headless treat, she felt guilty for abandoning manners amongst so many people. Even though something felt off, she could not brin herself to focus on it.
