Trapped again in that still black nowhere Disconnected from space and time Can't tell if I'm still staning With no ground under my feet
Nothing exists in this empty void Something! solid to hold onto but nothing to be found Feel myself screaming at the top of my lungs But not a whisper of air moved and I never made a sound
Small voices surround me deep in this abyss Soft whispers from evil things spark Sinister giggles too close and crawling Send chilling spears through me sharp as scalple blades