Stranger To Myself (Ongoing + R R R R E E E E A A A L L Y SLOW UPDATES)

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Black

Blindingly light

Black

Light

Black

Red

Black

Dark red

Black

Black

Black

That's how I would describe the last few seconds I can remember.


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As I feel my consciousness growing, I wonder what is going on. It appears that I am laying on a bed and my body feels like it hasn't moved in quite a while. Something, seemingly I, starts moving. My eyes circle around behind shut eyelids. At first, it's hard to control it but after a while, I have collected enough energy to open my eyes.

It is surprisingly light, lighter then I expected...

What did I expect?

I sit up and look around me, the bed looks like it's not mine.

What does my bed look like?
Do I have my own bed?

The bed looks like it doesn't belong to anyone except all those people that laid or sat on it and wondered what they were doing here.
The is a simple white chair on the right side of the bed and to the left, there is nightstand with a vase made of clear glass and some beautiful fresh blue cornflowers.
The walls are white and on the other side of the room is a grey door.
That's it about my surroundings.
There is nothing else. It is a very small world and I can not help myself wondering what is behind that door.

How far does this world reach?

Are there other people?

Do I know someone?

Does someone know me?
Do I know me?
Who am I?
What am I?

I shake my head.
How could I not know who I am?
Let alone what I am?

Having absorbed that small world, I look down at myself. There are numerous wires attached to my faded looking skin. Those wires of different colours lead to weird instruments. One of them makes a weird beeping sound that continuously seems to get faster.

Suddenly the door is opened.