The doctors said my heart stopped for three minutes.
Three minutes between life and death.
Three minutes that changed everything.
But no one asked me what I saw during those three minutes.
Maybe it's better that way.
Because if I told them the truth, they would think I had lost my mind.
Or worse… they might believe me.
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The last thing I remember before the darkness was rain.
Heavy rain.
The kind that falls so hard it turns the world into a blur of lights and shadows.
I had been walking home alone that night. The streets were almost empty, the air thick with the smell of wet asphalt. My phone battery had died, and the streetlights flickered like tired eyes struggling to stay open.
Something about the night felt wrong.
Too quiet.
Too heavy.
At first, I thought it was just my imagination.
Then I heard footsteps behind me.
Slow.
Steady.
Following.
I turned around.
No one was there.
Only the rain.
I told myself I was being paranoid and kept walking.
But the feeling didn't go away.
If anything, it grew stronger.
Like someone was watching me.
Waiting.
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That was when the accident happened.
A flash of headlights.
The scream of brakes.
Then—
Darkness.
---
When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the street.
There was no rain.
No sound.
No world.
Just darkness.
Endless and deep, like I had fallen into the bottom of the universe.
For a moment I wondered if this was death.
If this was what came after life ended.
But something was wrong.
Because I wasn't alone.
I felt it before I saw it.
A presence.
Cold.
Ancient.
Watching me.
Slowly, a shape began to form in the darkness.
Tall.
Too tall to be human.
Its outline flickered like smoke twisting in the air.
My chest tightened.
"Hello?" I whispered.
My voice sounded small in that endless void.
The figure didn't answer.
It simply watched me.
Then it moved.
One step.
Two steps.
Closer.
A strange pressure filled the air, heavy enough to make it difficult to breathe.
My heart started racing.
"What… what is this place?" I asked.
Still no answer.
The figure stopped a few steps away.
Even though I couldn't see its face clearly, I knew it was looking directly at me.
Studying me.
Like I was something unexpected.
Something that wasn't supposed to be there.
Then it spoke.
The voice was unlike anything I had ever heard.
Deep.
Echoing.
Ancient.
Like a whisper carried through centuries.
"You are not supposed to see us."
A chill ran down my spine.
"See… who?"
Silence filled the darkness again.
The figure tilted its head slightly, as if confused.
Then it spoke again.
"This human was not meant to wake here."
Human.
The way it said the word made my stomach twist.
As if it was something foreign.
Something strange.
Fear crawled through my chest.
"I don't understand," I said, my voice shaking. "Where am I?"
The shadow stepped closer.
Too close.
The darkness around it seemed to ripple like living smoke.
Then it leaned forward slightly.
"You crossed the Veil."
The moment the words left its mouth—
Everything shattered.
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My eyes flew open.
Bright light stabbed into my vision.
The sharp smell of antiseptic filled my nose.
For a second I couldn't move.
My body felt heavy, like I had been asleep for a hundred years.
Voices echoed somewhere nearby.
"Her heart rate is stabilizing."
"She's waking up."
A nurse leaned over me, her face full of relief.
"Welcome back," she said gently.
"You gave us quite a scare."
My mind struggled to catch up with reality.
Hospital.
Machines.
Beeping monitors.
It had all been a dream.
Just a dream.
Right?
The nurse checked the monitor beside my bed.
"You're very lucky," she continued. "Your heart stopped for almost three minutes."
Three minutes.
The words sent a shiver down my spine.
Three minutes in that darkness.
Three minutes with that thing.
I forced a weak smile.
"I… guess I am lucky."
The nurse nodded and walked out of the room.
The door closed softly behind her.
For the first time since waking up, the room fell silent.
Too silent.
A strange feeling crept into my chest.
The same feeling I had on the street before the accident.
The feeling of being watched.
Slowly, I turned my head.
Toward the corner of the hospital room.
At first, I saw nothing.
Just shadows.
Then the shadow moved.
My breath caught in my throat.
Standing quietly in the corner of the room—
was a tall, dark figure.
The same shape.
The same smoke-like form.
The same presence I had seen in the darkness.
My heart started pounding violently.
This wasn't possible.
It wasn't real.
But the figure tilted its head slowly.
As if recognizing me.
Then it smiled.
And the voice I heard in the void whispered again.
"You woke up."