(Ok, so Angels won the poll I put on Quotev, so... Yeah!)
Prologue:
All I remember was falling. Falling. Falling for what seemed like forever. I'm still falling. Falling so slowly. The constant ringing in my ears, the faint fading heartbeat. I can't open my eyes. Why can't I open my eyes? I can't feel my body, what's going on? What's happening to me? Falling. Falling into a deeper abyss than I'm already in. Why am I falling? When did I start? I don't remember leaving home. In fact, I don't remember my home… Or my parents… Or my family and friends… Who am I again? I can't remember when I think about it. I don't remember who I am, or what I'm doing either. I'm falling… right, I'm still falling.
I feel so cold… And the bright lights are dying. Black. Nothing but black. I wish I could open my eyes. To see beyond the darkness they conceal me in. Why do I feel myself getting faster? Why am I so calm about this? About falling? Yes, I'm getting faster. Faster, faster still. But why? Why am I getting faster? What's the purpose of getting faster when I know I'll be falling for…
My back is stinging… I feel something. Something very cold. Very cold, but it bends and surrounds my still, unmoving body whole. Did something move? Yes, it rubbed against my numb skin, I can feel it. I'm still falling, but much slower now. My eyes, they opened for a second. Blue. So much blue. And black figures, small and yet large. What is this? Where am I? I feel something again. Something under me. It's soft, and moving with whatever's moving that surrounds me. I opened my eyes again, longer this time. White. A white, much disoriented ball, above me. It's shaking, is it cold too? No… No, the black figures make it shake… I closed my eyes again. I've stop falling.
