The Memory of the Incident
THUMP- THUMP— THUMP-THUMP—THUMP-THUMP. Your chest is pounding, your heart throbbing like war drums in your ears. Terror and panic twist in your gut, nauseating.
[traumatic picture planned ahead]
There’s no time to panic. A strange force tugs at you, pulling you forward through the void.
You try to resist, but your limbs don’t respond. As you drift toward an unknown destination, your consciousness begins to fade.












