{Damnit.} I whisper in my head as I think about the dumb accident that just happened to me.

  {Just a little more attention to the street and I wouldn't be in this situation.} I say to myself with accusing tone.

  {Anyway, its to late for regrets, that impact surely killed me for good.} I think as the memories of the feeling that your head gets pushed out of its original shape and its content takes a private jet into the distance flashes before my inner eye.

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  A cold shudder runs down my back as I recall the feeling.

  Finished with my self monolog I change my focus to my surroundings which unsurprisingly is black as the darkest void.

  {Maybe it is the void.} I question my self as I try to discern something in the dark without success.

  "Anyone here?!!!" I shout into the darkness hoping to get a response as I already get very nervous at being surrounded by nothing.

  "Indeed, young one." An old sounding voice reaches my ears, if I still have ears.