Where Am I ? What Am I ?

Where Am I ? What Am I ?

A Story by Knock_knock

Darkness. I'm floating in darkness. Not space, no. It's something else. My sub-conscious mind ? Possibly. I'm not entirely sure. I've never seen or experienced this before. I see patches of light, all different shady colors, in the distance or maybe right in front of me, I can't tell. I hear volumes of sound being emitted from them, each patch of light has it's own distinct sound. Purple is a high pitched yet quiet sound, yellow has a low pitched, lazy like sound. 
Where am I ?
I can see my hands now, in huge amounts of detail. Every small wrinkle, every crease, every vein is visible. I reach out for something. A patch of light makes contact with my hand. It's purple. I try grab it but the purple mist-like light flows around my hand. I open my hand and see it's been painted in a faint purple color. I feel sad.
The purple begins to spread up my arm in line with the veins mapped inside my body. As it travels further up my body, towards my chest and neck the purple begins to turn black. A familiar feeling begins to engulf my body in a shroud of loneliness. 
I feel alone and sad now.
My eyes are forced shut and I feel the black shroud spread across the last areas of my body. I can't see. I wonder how long I will stay like this. I don't know.

© 2015 Knock_knock


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You are dreaming and indeed the subconscious wants to tell you something. Interesting play with colors and sounds.

Could you review some of mine.

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Added on October 21, 2015
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