Dark and cold and you were scared. Damara had been screaming at your ghost and it was an awful wreck. You kept apologizing to her but she didn’t want to hear it. You had merely wanted to see Karkat again, wanted to tell him how much you loved him, how much you wanted him to do great things. You wanted to see Scuttles again, Flower, Damien… You wanted to see everybody again.
While you were mid sentence, you felt yourself… flicker. Something was wrong. Why was this happening to you? You looked at your hands and saw that they were in and out. Flickering. In. Out. Again. It was slow, but then it started to get faster and faster.
You looked around and even then, the world around you was flickering.
And then you were falling. Where were you falling to? Why? You wanted to scream, but the vocals weren’t coming out. You wanted to grab onto something but you couldn’t. You were dead, but you were seeking oxygen. You were dead, and yet you were suffocating.
Eyes shut and in a split second they were opened to something bright. A familiar room, but you didn’t know where. This wasn’t the darkness that you were used to for what seemed like years, this wasn’t–
Your body arched as you gasped for air before you violently sat up, coughing immediately at the rush of cold that filled your lungs. It burned violently, like your insides were on fire. You almost forgot how to breathe and you weren’t sure what was happening as wide eyes looked around you, almost like you were scared of what was going on around you.
Heavy breathing and you were sure the world was spinning..
Don’t.. hyperventilate. That was the word.
You were in a cold sweat and your eyes landed on the familiar bodies of two people you cared for… Sebastian and.. And Karkat. Your eyes were wide and you quickly looked over yourself. You couldn’t be alive. No, no, you were dead. You were fucking dead! Your wounds seemed to have all healed up and closed, not even leaving scars where they were besides the worst ones, the ones where the steering wheel jammed into you and a few on your mortal leg. What happened?
In your hyperventilating state, you looked over at KZ who seemed just as scared as you were.. Or was he sad? Happy? What were emotions?
“K-Karkat..?” Your lips were dry and your voice was hoarse.