Chapter 3a: … OR Maybe NOT

(As Monowi gained consciousness)

W-where am I?

Why I am feeling like I have been pulled into a state of life full of sensations?

I am feeling things here and there but it is… it is… whatever it is I am unable to make sense of it.

It is kind of tingling, but what am I doing here?

“Is anyone there, anyone who is listening to me.”

I can actually speak, this is something I am still figuring out, as I am unsure of what is happening to me. I feel like I am still being reassembled after being broken, and someone or something is trying to put me back together.

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Okay, let’s just take it one step at a time. How am I here?

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Oh yes! I died, and that was rather anticlimactic.

Let me remember, how it was…

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Fehrraht was the one killed me.

But something is not right here, I am not feeling any anger.

I am feeling sensations, but I have no sentiments or attachments or rather rushing feelings.

What he did to me was heartless.

And yet, I feel no hatred, no intent to take revenge. That is what unsettles me now.

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Maybe I should reassess my surroundings to get a better clue of what is happening, and why everything feels so abnormal to me.

Focus… focus…

Hey there is an orb of light there, and it is reacting to my speech.

That is supposedly me, and somehow, I am seeing myself.

This kind of stuff usually happens in dreams.

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Maybe I am in a dream, likely laying in a hospital after that incident at the warehouse.

That’s why it seems this way.

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Now I am conscious in dream, so I should try to wake myself up in real life.

I should probably concentrate…

Wake up…

Wake up…

Monowi…

This isn’t working, considering the fact that my body might be in a comatose condition.

Well, I should try one more time, but with more energy.

Monowi, straighten yourself, keep your inner feelings alive.

Monowi, your ambitions are awaiting, the only thing stopping you is you now.

Don’t wait here for your recovery. Monowi, you can do it, just believe in yourself, you can do it.

“Easy there, you little soul”

Who spoke? I didn’t. I had never heard this gentle yet commanding voice in my entire life. I should try to locate the source of that sound.

There it is.

I am unable to see it, it is too bright.

“Can anyone please turn off the floodlights? They are affecting my sight. I am unable to make out what is in front of me.”