บท 372: Skyclad Observer, Part 1

Was I… am I… asleep now? Doesn't feel like… I think... I'm thinking… 

I'm thinking? 

Who thinks in their sleep? 

Was I… awake? 

But this blackness, that means I'm… can I open my eyes? No, wait they're already open, I'm blinking, I'm looking… this blackness before me wasn't me, wasn't my eyelids…

It was the world.

There wasn't anything. Ria was nowhere to be seen. This wasn't like before, in that world of pure white.

Now it was just an infinite chasm of the deepest, darkest black. There wasn't an up to look at, nor a way down to ever fall too.

I could feel my feet, but not the ground. I feel my hands, but not how I swing them.

My body felt… existent, but I think it isn't. For some strange reason, I don't feel real… I don't feel like I was here...

Wherever here was, being here…

I found out I could still hear, when suddenly a distant rumbling began to sound.