The very comfortable 'nap' didn't last for long until you were forced to open your eyes, met with pure darkness. Then, it felt like a spotlight was turned on and pointed straight at you.
" Ugh.. " You grunted, squinting. It seemed not only was a light turned on, but the surroundings were very different than just before. The floor was now transparent, yet held nothing distinguishable below it - Just a few clouds... Beads of bright light zoomed past like bugs. You didn't try to catch one, under the pretense that you'd feel like a child doing so. Remembering the crash vividly, you hissed past your teeth and shut your eyes out of pure instinct. The thought could make anyone cringe, thousands of dollars and someone's proudest peice of machinery, gone in a night, and you gone with it... Its like you could refeel pain, just not physically....
The sound of soft, breeching movements made you open one of your eyes and remove both hands from your head.
You blinked hesitantly and found that an amalgamation of some sort stood stoically in its place. First you could make a face out, but now, the creature looked more like an approximate "thought" of a being than a cherub. On the cusp of terrifying, it was beautiful. And huge. You feet were still firmly planted on... the ground? If you could call it that.
" It's odd, isn't it? " The delightful mass twisted with the same satisfactory ease as... a rubix cube .
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You pressed my lips together, uncomfortable. Whatever that was.. Didn't look like it would harm anyone, or even could. There was no shame in admitting that it instilled fear, like no living could truly ever see anything like it. It was complicated, and captivatingly interesting. It reminded you of an old secret stuck in time.
" Do not fear. " It said simply. Not rudely, and not a demand. It did alleviate a portion of your fears; but Oh holy fuck. Thats the things angels say, right? It was corny, and hilarious if it was anecdote-able. But there it was, in all its ironic glory, waiting for you to make something of yourself [you presume].
" What.. Where am I? " You examined the hands and body. Your uniform didnt feel like fabric when you touched it - Also transparent-ish, but they were still portionably intact. Your skin kept fading in and out of focus. It reminded you of when the sun would be in and out of the cloud's overcast, and you could catch glimpses of yourself under cool and warm light.
You couldn't say the same about the thing before you; the lack of clothing making things a little awkward. It's all eyes. And.. not meat, but not stone. To describe it ensued laps of mental gymnastics.
" It means not to alarm; You are dying. "
You swallowed. The funny little thing was one thing, the news was a different ballpark. " We have granted you neutrality for the timebeing. When you're ready, we-..." It's voice was a bit raspy, and had a slight accent to it. Sounded more like a woman than anything, and one could wonder where it was from for a second. Before you could get completely off subject, you regained composure.
