Time and space collapses around you. People's hands jump off of their wrists and crawl away like spiders. The moon becomes a sickly shade of green. Gunpowder becomes as useless as sand, and glass turns to gold. Birds stop midair, and start flying backwards. Black is white, up is down, short is long. Papers begin to grow branches, as if they were still-living trees. Shadows leap from their flat surfaces and walk among you, while pain ceases to exist. You feel yourself slowly fade away as reality implodes, turning your once-beloved home into a hellscape beyond comprehension. And then... You cease to exist. You are not dead, because something dead had to be alive to begin with. It was as if you never existed. You see nothing, feel nothing. You sense nothing. There is nothing. Not in that there is and infinite void surrounding you, because that would be something. There is absolutely nothing. You are not breathing, for you have no lungs. Your heart is not beating, for you have no heart, or blood for that matter. You do not exist, and neither does anything else.
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