White…

It's so bright here. Where am I?

Ahh, the ground is so hard. How do I stand?

It's fading…

The light is fading. So what can I see now?

Pink trees, and people. But still, where am I?

Walking…

This isn't so hard. Left, then right, then-

Ahh! The ground hurts. My hands are tingling.

Someone's is here.

They're talking to me.

But I can't hear them.

There's someone else now.

They're holding me up.

I still can't understand them.

They seem worried.

I don't want to worry them.

But I'm not strong enough to…

To…

Stand…

On…

My…

My…my…

Own.