I look at you
I cock my eyebrow like a DreamWorks character
I begin to open my mouth for a snarky remark
My entire body deatomizes itself in front of you and you're permanently traumatized by not only having watched a human just die in a way you don't know how much hurt, but also now forever haunted by the fact that there is a possibility for you to just suddenly be removed from existence in a mere moment.
Any person you ask about my existence seems to have no idea what you're talking about and are convinced you're hallucinating or just making shit up.
You slowly begin to close up, knowing exactly what you seen, shutting out anyone who would introduce themselves as you're worried you may also see them get removed and have their death on your consciousness forever.
You feel an odd light on your skin.
This is it.
You're going to go wherever I went.
Its all over.
You wake up in a Homestuck fan comic and are never heard from again.
