It's warm.
I like the warmth. It's a bit crowded, I think. I can feel the pressure of other bodies, but that's okay. It makes me feel safe.
Something shifts. The Others are pressing against me more than usual. But that's okay.
It's warm.
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There is pressure. A lot. Much more than usual. It hurts. I do not like it.
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The warmth is going away!
It hurts! I do not like it! There is pressure, so much pressure.
Something is wrong. The Others! Some of the Others are missing! Where did they go!?
It hurts. It hurts so much. Something is squeezing me. I do not like this, not at all.
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Bright!
It is Bright!
I am overwhelmed by the brightness.
As I got used to the brightness, I realized it does not hurt. It is cold now but it does not hurt anymore. As I take it in I realize there is movement around me, like in the warmth. It is the Others! This is where they went.
I am sleepy now. That was hard. It has stopped now so I shall rest.
We are Safe now.