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nyljoeluvene
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I was dead.
I couldn't remember why or how but I was, that fact wouldn't change. I bore no battle wounds, there wasn't any sign of physical damage, and I knew there to be no internal done either. I had simply died--natural causes.
I was in a pitch black tunnel with an illuminating bright light at its end. It was desperately far from where I was, but some of its rays did reach. The darkness seemed to give me more girth than it wanted, it paled at what the light touched, frightened.
This was only further proof of the death theory. I had read too many articles of tales from people claiming to have died and come back to life; they had depicted it to look like this. But one glaring element was missing; the key essential ingredient.
I couldn't remember why or how but I was, that fact wouldn't change. I bore no battle wounds, there wasn't any sign of physical damage, and I knew there to be no internal done either. I had simply died--natural causes.
I was in a pitch black tunnel with an illuminating bright light at its end. It was desperately far from where I was, but some of its rays did reach. The darkness seemed to give me more girth than it wanted, it paled at what the light touched, frightened.
This was only further proof of the death theory. I had read too many articles of tales from people claiming to have died and come back to life; they had depicted it to look like this. But one glaring element was missing; the key essential ingredient.