I've never felt the darkness. It's peaceful, no pain, no worries. It's almost like a heaven. But I knew it wasn't natural, this emptiness. I just floated, it encompassing my very being. I didn't belong there; no-one ever belonged there. This place, this darkness, was the very edge of someone's existence. The choice, between life and death was made here. The brink. If the choice was life, you never came back the same. No-one knew what the darkness would take, but it was always something. What I had to do was make it back. It couldn't be my time. There was so many things left undone, unsaid. So, I fought.
In this place, there is no time, no day and night, so I just kept fighting, never sleeping or eating, just pressing on through the timeless pit. I had to break free. As I kept fighting, I knew I was getting closer, I could feel it. The lightness was creeping through, piercing the darkness in small areas. The warmth of reality seeping back into my body. But still, I was worried. Every step I took, the closer I got, I could feel something slipping away slowly, dissolving in the darkness. Sometimes I would forget why I was fighting, wondering what the point on was when I felt these odd feelings, but still, I pressed on, my resolve becoming even stronger.
Because there was no sense of time, I could not even dathom how long I had been in this place, but it felt like an extremely lengthy amount of time.
I was near now, voices breaking through into my ears. Then soon after that, smell. Every one of my sneses awakened, overwhelming as they went into overdrive at not being used for so long. Finally, my sight returned, and for the first time in a long time, I opened my eyes and saw somethign other than the consuming darkness. There were colours, and light, and people. People who had faces and not just another shadowing body floating around. They were all grinning with tears in their eyes.
My overwhelming joy diminished. Something was wrong. And as I stared at the people before me, I realised what the darkness ahad taken from me...
"Who am I?"
...It had taken my memories.