It was the silence that woke him. Never before had he heard such absolute silence. It was oppressive, he felt as if he was suffocating in his own mind. He felt nothing, not his pillow, nor his bed. Finally he opened his eyes. And for the first time he felt pure terror. He could see nothing. He must be dead, that is the only explanation. As suddenly as lightning strikes, the memories came back to him. He was put into a case, about the size of a coffin, and slowly he felt the water rise. He could feel again the burning of his lungs as they cried out for air, he could feel the pounding of his heart as he slowly drowned, and he could feel the hopelessness as he knew he would die.
Then he felt something. A slight dampness beneath him. Slowly it became more pronounced, his back was wet. His mind reeled with the revelation. He decided that he must still be alive and his heart leapt for joy. Around him the water was rising, but in his ecstasy he didn’t notice until it had enveloped him. His lungs burned for air as he inhaled the first gulps of water, his heart pounded as he slowly began to drown, and the feeling of hopelessness engulfed him as he realized he was going to die. He could feel himself being snuffed out. A minute passed. Two. He was no more.
It was the silence that woke him. Never before had he heard such absolute silence. It was enlightening, he felt as if he was suddenly blessed with knowledge of everything. He felt nothing, at least not physically. It was as if he could stretch out his mind and touch the essence of the universe. Finally he opened his eyes. And for the first time he felt pure joy. He could see nothing, but within it he could see the mysteries of his existence. He must be dead, that is the only explanation. As suddenly as a light being flicked on, the memories came back to him. He was placed into a case, about the size of a small couch, and slowly he felt the water rise. He could feel again the relaxation of his body as it prepared for what was to come, he could feel the pounding of his heart as he realized that he would be experiencing the greatest journey of his life, and he could feel the hopefulness as he knew he would die.
Then he felt something. A slight dampness beneath him. Slowly it became more pronounced, his back was wet. His mind reeled with the revelation. He decided that he must still be alive and his heart leapt for joy. Around him the water was rising, but in his ecstasy he didn’t notice until it had enveloped him. His body relaxed and prepared for what was to come, his heart pounded as he realized that he would be experiencing the greatest journey of his life , and the feeling of hopefulness engulfed him as he realized he was going to die. He could feel himself being released. A minute passed. Two. He was no more.
The man glanced at the peaceful face in the container. This same face that not eight minutes before had been contorted in terror and rage now resembled that of a saint. He made a note, and pressed the reset button. A timer started. In three minutes, the eyes would open, and there would be a new person in the body.
-L
Then he felt something. A slight dampness beneath him. Slowly it became more pronounced, his back was wet. His mind reeled with the revelation. He decided that he must still be alive and his heart leapt for joy. Around him the water was rising, but in his ecstasy he didn’t notice until it had enveloped him. His lungs burned for air as he inhaled the first gulps of water, his heart pounded as he slowly began to drown, and the feeling of hopelessness engulfed him as he realized he was going to die. He could feel himself being snuffed out. A minute passed. Two. He was no more.
It was the silence that woke him. Never before had he heard such absolute silence. It was enlightening, he felt as if he was suddenly blessed with knowledge of everything. He felt nothing, at least not physically. It was as if he could stretch out his mind and touch the essence of the universe. Finally he opened his eyes. And for the first time he felt pure joy. He could see nothing, but within it he could see the mysteries of his existence. He must be dead, that is the only explanation. As suddenly as a light being flicked on, the memories came back to him. He was placed into a case, about the size of a small couch, and slowly he felt the water rise. He could feel again the relaxation of his body as it prepared for what was to come, he could feel the pounding of his heart as he realized that he would be experiencing the greatest journey of his life, and he could feel the hopefulness as he knew he would die.
Then he felt something. A slight dampness beneath him. Slowly it became more pronounced, his back was wet. His mind reeled with the revelation. He decided that he must still be alive and his heart leapt for joy. Around him the water was rising, but in his ecstasy he didn’t notice until it had enveloped him. His body relaxed and prepared for what was to come, his heart pounded as he realized that he would be experiencing the greatest journey of his life , and the feeling of hopefulness engulfed him as he realized he was going to die. He could feel himself being released. A minute passed. Two. He was no more.
The man glanced at the peaceful face in the container. This same face that not eight minutes before had been contorted in terror and rage now resembled that of a saint. He made a note, and pressed the reset button. A timer started. In three minutes, the eyes would open, and there would be a new person in the body.
-L
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