My hand is terribly shaking-no, it's not from cold; it's from something...something else. My feeling perception has stopped feeling everything. Every. Single. Thing. Wait, where is my needle? Hell! Where is it? Oh god it's in my hand but why i can't feel my needle? I am feeling it, i can feel it now i can- Something sticky and thicky liquid dropping in my forearm and it's sliding from my forearm to my wrist like a snake. The smell of this liquid is somehow.. Somehow... familiar...
Blood.
Four walls, no light, darkness haunting like a creeper embracing my whole body, am i in a cell? My back side of skin feeling something hard. I am trying to figure out what it is and my gut feeling is saying me it is wall. But somehow i moved my hand here and there agitatedly to feel something but all i can feel is someone standing straightly, no something. This cell or room whatever it is so small that i can't swallow air. My breath-I can't breath. I can't breath. I have to breath! Am i drowning?! Am i falling from airspace?! Am i going to die? Die- No no no that's not-that can't be happen no-no-no-no-no-no-n-
An alarming noise forced me to open my eyes instantly. I straight away parted from the surface of bed and sat up catatonically. My breathing system is so fast that my whole body is facing breathing as a challenge. I looked at my shivery hand which was half paralysed and it is still shaking. I realised my pillow is wet which means i cried when i faced that tribulation. I am still trying to proceed what just happened, what i saw...Not that it was the first time but today's tribulation was..something else. My heart clenched by thinking it again. Here and now all i can hear is a muffed sound-a voice-
"Whatever you see in your vision; these all are just
your vision-not real, Reina" REINA...