cynn
Instructions.
You follow them without thinking.
You obey.
And that's exactly what they want. They want your complete and utter obedience.
Why?
Simple. Because they're the ones who give the instructions. They are the ones who are allowed to think.
'Is there someone out there?' I try to call out. But no sound comes from my mouth. I have no mouth. I have no voice.
There is nothing.
I'm just existing.
But there's black everywhere. I'm not entirely sure whether or not it is due to my being in the dark or if it's because I have no eyes.
I'm just here.
Hovering over nothing. Levitating in thin nothing. Floating in nothing.
What were the five senses? Sight. Touch. Smell. Taste. Hear. I suspect those meant nothing right now.