Chapter Twenty-Seven
Somehow, my consciousness comes back to me.
How weird.
I was so sure I had died, I would’ve bet my life on it.
But then what is this? Did I mistake a vision for real life?
No. If that had been a vision, I’d be bodiless and looking down at myself right now, but I have a body. It just so happens that my body is simply lying here on the floor, completely unfeeling—pretty dead-like.
Then, for no reason I can see, my heart starts pumping again.
As blood starts circulating through my body, the worst feeling of pins and needles accompanies it.
If my mouth worked, I’d be screaming in pain, but since it’s on vacation, I examine myself for an explanation of what’s happening.
Maybe this is the afterlife?
Though it doesn’t seem to fit anything I’ve heard about, perhaps w
