Alone. Mokuba. Failure. Myself. Not myself. Nothing.

I feel the thoughts pass through my mind. What happened? One minute I was standing in Pegasus's duel monsters stadium and the next I'm here. But where is here? Am I even really here? And is this place even a place? There's nothing here! Just me. But is it I? I'm not myself. But how can this not be me? Forget it! Stick with the main questions. Where am I and what happened?

I was standing there. Losing. And I had to help Mokuba, but I couldn't! I couldn't win! And he knew it! Knew it the whole time! He was playing with me! Letting me get the upper hand and pretending that I was winning then smashing my monsters! And he used my own cards against me! I tried! I tried and not just for me! For Mokuba. I had to save him, but...I...Couldn't. Couldn't save him! And that monster knew it! He stood there at the end and taunted me. Throwing my futile efforts in my face. Humiliating me, and I couldn't do a thing. Because it was all true. Every single word. I had tried my best, but it wasn't good enough. Will Mokuba forgive me? Will I forgive myself? Probably not. How can I? Wait! After I lost, I remember...a blinding light. Then this. This place!

But where am I? This place...can't be a place. There's nothing! No space; no time; no gravity; no light; no darkness. There is simply nothing. I'm not even really here, am I? I can see, but I can't see anything. There is nothing to see. This must be what it feels like to be blind. I'd say I was floating, but I'm not. I am just...here. Nothing else. Just here. God! I'm confused!

Wait! I remember now! That Monster did this to Mokuba! We were in the dungeon and there was a blinding light. Then Mokuba was just laying there. Not moving but not dead. Just...there. The monster said that he had taken Mokuba's soul. Does that mean my soul has been stolen as well? Am I in a card just like Mokuba? Will I ever get out? Will I ever be allowed to save Mokuba? Is Mokuba all right? I wonder how much time has passed. I wonder where I am. Not me exactly. My body. Am I alright? What's happening to me? Will I ever know? Where is Mokuba? If he hurts Mokuba, I swear I'll...I'll...I'll what? What can I do? I can't do anything! I'm useless. God. I want to die. But I can't die. If there is nothing, then wouldn't death not exist as well? Whatever. All I know id that I cannot die. But perhaps this is the next best thing? Perhaps death is too good for me. Perhaps...