[dreaming]
He was blanketed in darkness, nothing but a mere thought drifting on the edge of a world where he did and didn't belong. He couldn't see, but he could feel and it was like floating underwater. When he opened his eyes the light was far away, getting smaller. He reached for it then stopped, staring without comprehension at a hand that was engulfed in liquid black, darkness that was creeping up his arm to his elbow. He looked down to find his legs in a similar predicament. There was sense of urgency thrumming under his surface, but it was vague, like he was numbed. The darkness crept further; he closed his eyes.