The last memory I have of the world was what was above me,.
The Mystery outside.
I awoke within.
Briteness.,
Insistance.,

I awoke again within.
"What is your name?"
"What is this place?"
"What is your place?"
"Why must you ask?"
"What makes that important."
"We have found everything there is to find."

I awoke again within.
I stepped into the darkness.

I awoke again.
I waited.
The handle of the knife.
Warm embrace.
I waited.
Screams.
I waited.

The darkness faded.,

"You do not belong here." These torments are not yet your own.
"You do not belong here." These deeds are not yet your deeds.
"You do not belong here." These nightmares are not yet meant for your soul.
"You do not belong here." Those who suffer cannot yet save you.
"You do not belong here." You cannot yet save yourself.
"You do not belong here."
"Will you leave?"

"i wish to leave."

I awoke again within.