Chapter Eight
This must not be regular Headspace because I seem to have normal vision. All around me is vacuum-like blackness, and in the middle of it is a hologram, for lack of a better term.
A hologram of Darian.
If those green brain synapses from my biology class were to make up a ghostly person, this is what that would look like.
Darian’s translucent form seems to be attached to the uncanny shape-entity that dragged me into this Headspace misadventure. However, I don’t see that connection with my eyes.
I sense it with that special Headspace awareness.
The same awareness tells me that the entity seems to have grown.
No, that’s not right. It got entangled with another entity.
This is when I look down and realize that I’m a spindly synapse-hologram myself, only attached to the sec
