You can't breathe.
You can't hear.
You may have not even had a body at all...
Just your mind forever picturing white noise and stuck in an endless loop of questions.
"...Is this hell..?"
You ask yourself this many times, far from the numbers you can count.
"...Am I by myself..?"
As your thoughts echos endlessly back to yourself.
"...Is this my life now..?
While your mind rush with feelings; you can't even feel at all.
Time, does not exist.
You can keep counting, hoping something might happen.
You can keep thinking, but noone will know what your thoughts are.
You can try to move, but you'll end up back to where you started.
You're in purgatory, stuck in an endless loop.
While living in it.
An Atheist would be in fear.
A Christian would be confused.
But you, wished you believed in something that never existed.
The concept of believing.
The shapes you're imagining are an infinite tunnel leading to false hope.
Hope that never existed.
You're afraid, knowing that life itself was never there.
You're happy, that maybe you're at peace without a single soul disrupting yours.
You're whatever you feel is necessary to fill this empty endless void you're trapped in.
...Everything goes blank for a second...
"...Is this going-"
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DEJA VU
Short Story"DEJA VU, a short story." "A soft psychological horror, delving deep into a scenario people may or may never have had thought of..." "Putting the reader in the mind of a never ending question of the next question to the next question... about ones e...
