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{Inside The Projection}
Pain.
Nothing else existed. No sky. No ground. Just pain.
It ate through me, burned through me, melted me down to nothing but agony.
Every inch of my body was screaming, but I had no mouth to scream with. No voice to cry out. No air to breathe. Just undiluted torment that gnawed at my nerves like starving beasts.
I floated in a dim red darkness, an ocean, twisting and pulsing like a living thing.
It was everywhere. Inside me. Outside me. I tried to move—
I had no limbs.
I tried to breathe—
I had no lungs.
I existed, and yet I did not.
My view warped and distorted, shifting like I was trapped in an endless earthquake.
My senses cracked and shattered.
There was something crawling through me...
Something slithering inside this formless prison I had become.
A sensation so vile it made my nonexistent skin crawl.
It was like my very essence was dissolving into the dark.
Right... It wasn't just pain.
