บท 307: Second Fight, First Half

There was something strange weighing me down in my chest… a strange something that could only be best described as feeling very, very heavy. 

It felt like it was going to sink me to the floor, then somewhere deeper through the floor, and maybe even beyond deeper that. I couldn't quite place this sensation while I was doing with so many others that were just as foreign and strange feeling.

In stark contrast, there was a weightlessness to my senses above… my head felt so loose and swayed so light, I feared it might not even be attached to me anymore, and then at the same time, the soles of my feet were completely numb and unfeeling in its every lumbering step.

But none felt ever more prominent than the gaping pitfall opening up in my chest? What was it? Could be many things, many it was just the nerves, I'm getting the shakes, or maybe it was just this stupid chestplate they cladded me with… certainly was heavy enough to fit the criteria, maybe it was just that.