And as usual, when I fell asleep…
There's nothing. Not even a flicker of a dream. No floating castles, no sudden plot twists, not even the courtesy of a boring train ride in dreamland. Just… void.
"So this is… what it feels like to live without your real body."
Right now, it's as if I'm stuck in some collapsed dimension where time doesn't bother ticking. I'm sitting alone in a dimly lit room — the kind where the shadows feel heavy enough to press against your skin.
And yes, I can't see anything, yet I can feel the outline of the space, as if my fingertips could trace the air itself. Or maybe I'm "seeing" with my inner eye — whatever that means.
But something feels… off. Not the usual quiet emptiness. It's like the stillness has a heartbeat.
Could it be that something's nagging at me?
Like someone's been rifling through my personal treasures. The thought irritates me, but also… worries me. If Selene wanted to, she could just—
No.
