C18 Chapter 18
It’s quiet.
I don’t hear, see, smell or feel anything.
My mind is like a blank slate, the only thought running through is the awareness that I have no thoughts.
The space around me is incredibly bright, but it doesn’t hurt my eyes or force me to squint. Ever so slowly, the white glare begins to fade, replaced by a soft yellow. Walls start to come into view as a room takes shape around me