Nightmares of you —hopedefined
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Where is he? It's dark. It's dark, for him. That's weird. He can see in damn near any level of light. Pitch black is a summer's day for him - but this is dark.
"Hello?" He calls. He's not sure why; he doesn't hear anyone. Doesn't smell anyone. Can't sense anything, actually. Nothing at all.
Just a void. Just the abyss.
What the fuck? He tries again.
"Hello? Anybody here?" There's not even an echo. Just how big is this place? He furrows his brow and tries walking a few steps forward. Still no echo, but the ground - whatever it's made of - feels solid under his feet. His steps are also silent. No plants, no cobblestone, no gravel, no dirt, no tile, no wood... This is making his head spin. But there has to be a way out, doesn't there? Might as well keep going. So he does. He keeps walking until, all of a sudden, he can't. There's a wall, but not a wall. He presses his palms flat against the nothing - he can't move past this point, but there's nothing there. It was like he physically couldn't will himself forward.
"What the fuck-?" He says it out loud this time. Still no echo. Still no response. He tried looking around again, and it's still the endless black. "Hey!" Even with his voice raised, nothing. He snarls. "This is bullshit!" The dark doesn't answer. The dark doesn't care. In frustration, he extends his claws and slashes at the barrier. It does nothing.
And then something happens.
It's a flash of pain so sudden it's blinding. He screams-- Or, he thinks he does, but he can't hear his voice. It's someone else's. A lot of someone elses. All screaming at once, using his throat, and it hurts, a pain that should be white hot but is freezing cold, pulling, draining, devouring him, gutting him like a fish and throwing away all but the barest parts-
And then he's somebody else.
And then he's nobody at all.
