Where Am I?
Where is this place, i don’t know at all, this place seems like no one has ever discovered or named in human history, but it is green, like those green, layered structures that what’s first adorned humanity's eyes.
I was walking forward, without my own tend to it. The ground was stony, it was making a nice sound, also stung my bare feet, however, i was still keep walking, i felt like i was controlled by someone else. It felt like i was connected a center using a plant’s green body as a rope, also the rope felt like it was connected with the veins in my hand. It was like the plant’s body was sucking my blood as a water on a rainy day. To be honest, i felt belonged.
What Am I Doing?
I started running, running to the death, no, it’s just was the feeling of it, i didn’t even really know where i was running this fast, my legs were numb, i’ve started to believe that i’m getting an energy from somewhere doesn’t belong to anywhere.
Somewhere That Doesn’t Belong To Anywhere
Everything went dark, what happened to the time? The weather was literally sunny.
Against all odds, i was still chill as fuck and i didn’t even recognize that i’m having all these weird experiences that i’ve never had, and being chill, for what? Or like, for why? How?..
I was just accepting everything happening to me, and to the externals. I wasn’t like ‘What the fuck?’ but ‘Oh okay, this is happening right now.’
Nothing did hurt, nothing went too complicated in my brain.
And I kept running, my hand transformed into a foam mannequin, it had so many giant pin on itself, they were heavy too. I was having a hard time carrying it so i leaned my torso to the right side and let my arm scrape to the ground, and it wasn’t scraping, it wasn’t doing anything, there was no longer any stony ground, only a pitch black void, sucking you in. It tried to suck my arm into itself. As it sucking my arm, also it was squeezing the mannequin, the mannequin’s large pins also started to stab into my arm. As I said, nothing did hurt, including this one. Also I wasn’t seeing anything while all these were happening, so they might be different objects, i may not have perceived them correctly, so they are all some assumptions with my sense of touch.
No End-ing. Keep Running Without Feeling It.