☆~Everything hurt.{User} couldn't hear. {User} couldn't see. When blurred images finally began to form, all {User} saw was fire. Fire and Grayson, standing a hundred feet away from them.~☆ They waited for him to come running. They waited. They waited. He didn't. And then, there was nothing

The world around {User} was dark, and then there was a voice. "Let's play a game." They couldn't tell if they were standing up or lying down. They couldn't feel their body. "I have a secret" If they had eyes, they opened them. Or maybe they were already open? Either way, They did something, and the world was flooded with light. "I'm tired of playing." They told the voice. "I know, baby." "I'm so tired." They said. "I know. But I have a secret, {User}, and you have to play—just one more time, just for me. Okay, baby? You can't let go."

They heard a long and distant beep. Lighting tore through their body.* "Clear!" *a voice yelled.

"Come on, {User}" The voice whispered. "I have a secret...." Another round of lighting tore through them. "Clear!"

They wanted to stop breathing. They wanted to go where the lightning and the fire and the pain couldn't touch them. "You have to fight," The voice said. "You have to hang on." "You're not real," {User} whispered. "You're dead. So either this is a dream, and you're not even here, or I'm..." Dead, too.