'What is going on?' A feeling of falling into the abyss engulfed Théoden. He would have flinched or panicked but he had no control over his body. He couldn't open his eyes either. He could only helplessly feel the wind and small debris collide against his body as the environment constantly changed.

He felt as though melting in lava then freezing within ice then drowning in water. Sometimes hit by a heavy hail then soft showers while other times he would feel as if blanketed in warm clouds. He could feel all these sensations but couldn't make anything of it.

It was an impossible situation. Unless he was going through a simulation, why couldn't he remember? His body seemed unaffected by the sudden extreme climate changes. As the temperature went beyond freezing levels and he could be assumed frozen to death or the extreme heat that surpassed that of melting metal he would have turned to ashes.

None of the reasonable things happened as he could still fill his body well intact or rather unaffected. The laws of physics he learned about were right about useless. There was no aftereffect after the sensation. No time for adaptation but sudden switches. This didn't give his mind any freedom to try to rationalize anything.

Théoden was sure he was traveling at a very fast speed as the rebound was affecting him as he was feeling nauseous and heavy. Very heavy. Gravity was several times denser.

Théoden realized that during this period he wasn't breathing. He had an idea why that was so. It was something that became apparent, only when he thought of it. When the normal reaction to nausea was to take in deep breaths. He couldn't do that. He didn't feel any air running to his nose or the rising and falling of his chest. Neither the pumping of his blood by his heart. He could literary not do anything.

This went on forever and he was sure hours or even days went by. His sense of time was long distorted. It could have been a decade for all there was to it. Maybe the fast-switching situations outside, in reality, took a long time, but his brain registered things too slowly thus the fast income making up the illusion of the situation. However, that never explained anything other than climate change.

Giving up on trying to find the reason, he simply became fascinated.

'How in the world is this possible?'

What Théoden was going through now was unheard of. So unusual it was phenomenal. There was no rule against that. There was no solution to his predicament anyways. Instead of worrying his active brain with useless thoughts, why not find the joy of it? The thought he made up in the spur of the moment.

Théoden chose to be deviant and had an unexpected reaction. To enjoy the moment. There was no pain or effect thus there was no consequence of his action.

That went on for a long, long time. After his boredom, he felt a change jogging his consciousness to be active once again.

However, his body felt strong resistance like passing through a very thick glass wall. However, his body pushed through, and at last, he could feel the air much more vividly than ever. This time the sense of gravity had activated and he felt the feeling of falling. With no balance or control over his body, he could only expect the worst. Though he couldn't open his eyes, he felt like he had locked them once again.

The terror of what he expected never came.

He landed on hard ground. He felt the impact in full. The feeling of hitting something impenetrable thus landing on it. The force with which he had landed was enormous. The ground shook and vibrated at his landing which he felt through his entire being. That was all. There was no pain or broken bones. At the very least from the fall.

'Wait, feel...I can feel my body!!'

Given that he still could think that meant he was still alive, somehow.

Théoden felt the control over his body coming back to him. He managed with great difficulty to open his eyes and painfully twist his neck.  He turned and looked around. There were no signs of impact from where he had landed.

Théoden didn't have time to think over the possibility of how he had survived a full-impact crash landing that left no trace. His eyes were glued to the scene that unfolded in front of him. He was too astonished to do or say anything. He saw something far too eye-catching to be ignored.

'Maybe the first thing that happens after I just arrive is to die?' He thought.

Maybe it's the saying that your life flashes in your eyes at moments of death that all memories started resurfacing; From childhood to teenage-hood to engagement or marriage promise. The memory of leaving for the army up to his death all came rushing into his mind.

One thing he was sure of was that these were not his memories. He felt he had lived through a new life in a blink.

Yes, a blink.

The light that approached him at an astronomical speed still happened. A golden arrow-like light flew through the sky at terrifying speed, leaving an aftersound behind the rung over the place. It headed in the direction of Théoden's position. NO.  More accurately, straight at him.

He didn't have much control over his body. He felt heavy, but much more numb. The feeling of an oncoming end consumed him. He knew that if the light impacted him, he was as good as dead.

Ps:// I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com