C407 Amnesia

It was like a blood-red world, red everywhere. My head throbbed like it was about to split open, and the bloody light in front of me grew stronger and stronger, like a wave that was about to swallow me up. There was nowhere for me to run to, to see myself swallowed and drowned.

Am I not dead? How could there be such a feeling?

"How is she? "Why haven't you woken up yet?"

It was a deep