• Imagine...

    Dark room. No windows, no doors, no light, nothing besides You.
    How did You get here? Where is all that "here"? What are You doing here? Why...?
    Those questions don't have answers. It's tight. You don't have enough place even to straighten up Your legs.
    You can hear strange noises outside. Steps. Screams. Cry. Sometimes You can hear a talk right behind the wall.
    Someone wants to do something with "that". Why do You feel "that" is You?
    Time's passing. You don't know how fast though. Did a week wear off? Few days? A day? Maybe hour.
    You lose consciousness occasionally. Accident? What if it's not? Everytime something changes. Blood. But whose...? Yours? Something's there. It's approaching. You can hear it. Feel it. Increasingly closer. And closer...
    Again. Your senses has faded away. Something's wrong. Something with You? Body? Hands? Face? Mind?

    Strange. Routine. Time is assigned by steps outside. But... it's weird. You feel different. Blood. Again?


    Wait. Something bright. What is it? Light? Something's happening? The walls... are moving?
    Somebody's there. Who's that? You shout. Nothing.
    You can hardly move. "That" is closing too. You shout. Nothing.
    It's here. You're pulling Your hand out. Wait.. A mirror?
    Who are You? There's still no answer. You shout. Nothing...

    Fear. Pain? Darkness once again...