I'm numb, I don't remember, I don't feel. No sensation.

I've just been absent, for how long was it? I cant say.

Time has become void, nothing to orientate myself to.

I've gone cold, Dormant you could say.

The only reason im even here is because of them, with their light.

Their looking at me, observing me, ever so carefully touching me.

Carrying me with their warm hands. I could see their mouth move but I can't hear. I can't even see all that well.

But there is light, after so long there was light.

A light that showed me, this black hole is nothing more...

But an Illusion.

From a massive Hole, hollow and deep in the middle of a Forest, where the atmosphere around has become toxic, where the nearby trees have withered, where space around and withing somehow becomes more viscous the deeper you sink. Anyone with a sane mind, wouldn't dare to drop in that hole. But one young adventurer did and brought with herself a Corpse and carried it on her Horse.

A Corpse they immediatelly found curios, since it looked unscathed. But trapped in that hole, where air is viscuos and toxic, no one could live or remain their shape, without proper gear. So as soon as that very same Corpse twitched with it's gaze set on her. She Jolted, scared her Horse away in the process and fell of with the Corpse, still focused on the Corpse.

And then it spoke with a perishing voice.

"Help, please"