You're drifting on a lime green
current, your heart filled with glee. The pastel pink splashes
assault your taste buds, your saliva dripping on the floor from
delight. A golden ray of light touches your nostrils, forcing itself
down your body. Your breath becomes faster and less even. You think
you might be dying, but if this is dying, then oh boy, do you wish
you could die every day now. The heat grows more intense as the
cobalt blues and indigos splash over your body, sending a chill down
your spine, spraying your body with salty drops. Oh fuck yes, you
heave.
You feel the erratic thumps inside your
body, your pulse of life. Tears fill your eyes as you see a shrowd of
amarant fall down to expose a mass of color, shaped like people. I
don't want this, you cry.
You turn around and and see nothing. A
black abyss of emptiness. You are blind, your view is empty and
broken. A chill suffocates you, sucking you dry. But it's okay, you
say to yourself, and you turn back around. You click and feel the
warmth come back to you. The pastel tsunami engulfs you once more.
