Cold.
That was the first thing that entered the man's mind. He didn't know what it meant, he thought it might be the tingling feeling throughout his body but he wasn't sure. He felt something around his body, he opened his eyes and all he saw was white.
He began to regain feeling in his toes, he wiggled them and realized he could move. Very slowly, but still, he was moving.
As he clawed above him and wriggled his arms and legs he found that the more he moved, the more space he had. He liked space, it was easier to breathe that way. When he did breathe though, the whiteness entered his mouth. Strange, he thought, when it goes in my mouth it changes.
It melted into his mouth, it had no taste, but it was cold. Very cold.
Eventually as he kept writhing about, he reached his hand out, and couldn't feel anything anymore. So he kept digging, and lifted his head. The white powder fell away and he was met with blinding light.
He wanted to go back to the white, where it didn't hurt his eyes. But, you see, the man was curious, and he wanted to see what was beyond the cold white things. So he slowly opened his eyes, and was... what was the word? Amazed? Yes! He was amazed.
There was blue, and white, and grey, and far off, he saw yellow. But he couldn't look at the yellow too long because it stung his eyes.
But the blue was beautiful, and there were more cold white things falling from the sky.
He stood up, shaky and wobbly. For, he imagined, he hadn't used his legs in a very long time. He was met with even more amazing things, there were little things, with legs and a body and a head like him, but no arms. Where their arms should be were these things that folded, and when they were unfolded and waved up and down, the creature could fly.
He wished he could fly, he wanted to see the pretty colors closer. He tried, but his arms wouldn't lift him.
Then, he heard a noise. Like if you were to breathe out through your nose really hard. The man turned around and found something large and brown. It had arms and legs like him too, but its arms were on the ground. And on top of its head were pointy things. Antlers. He though, he didn't know how he knew that, but that's what they were called. He put his hands on his head to see if he had any antlers, he didn't.
The man started to walk towards the brown thing, but it backed away. So he walked slower, and made it up to the creature. It was smaller then him and he put his hand on its face. It made that noise again and then rested its head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around it and scratched its ears. It heard another of those breathing noises, but from behind him.
There was another brown thing but this one was bigger, and didn't have antlers. The smaller one he was playing with walked over to it and snorted goodbye. The man was sad. His new friend was gone.