"Who's there" I called through the darkness. "Oh it's just you Mr. Rh" I stared at my right hand. He was stroking my face as I slept. "What are you up to?" "Oh is that it Mr.Rh you were going to feel around for an object in this dark empty space , well just to let you know there isn't anything." "We've departed from the ground for at least three years ago." "Now go back to sleep there Mr.Rh or you just might wake up Mrs. Lh , Mr. Lf, or Mrs. Rf ." My arm fell back down into the emptiness.
As you may remember the ground disappeared and I apparently have been falling ever since. It's basically like a sensory deprivation chamber where you literally don't feel, see, or hear anything. Yes you may be like you might have been locked in one. And Yes I might be, but I have been walking around moving around for so long that I should've hit a wall. Also you might be wondering how I'm talking to you Mr. Belly Button..
The blankness was insane. I needed something tangible, but there wasn't anything. I could barely keep myself together. My eyes closed shut and I fell asleep earlier than usual. "Good day old chap I'm your doctor, let's take a look at you." A doctor in a clown costume walked up to me carrying a massive hammer. "Tsk Tsk Tsk, you seem to have a problem on your face. I'm going to use this hammer to fix it." The clown doctor grabbed his hammer and smashed me on the face. The moment It made contact with my face I woke up screaming "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I screamed and screamed the thought of stopping was terrifying. It was an hour and I still was screaming. My voice went away and I was trembling at the fear of what would happen next.
My voice came back and the moment it did. I started laughing. I laughed at something that I found sickening. I was hungry for meat and I needed something to bite off. I looked at the blob to the right of me. My right arm looked seemingly more and more delicious. I lurched forward to bite my arm. My teeth sank in as warm blood gushed everywhere. I tore off my flesh and chewed it. I chewed it until it was nothing, but puree. I swallowed it savoring the fresh taste of meat.
My arm never healed, so I kept biting pieces off it. When my entire arm was gone I went for the other arm, but something stopped me. The arm was already gone. I went for a leg, but they were both gone.
