You exist. Again. Though your being isn't really anywhere, you're slowly breathing. It isn't difficult but it feels as though you're never inhaling or exhaling enough air. A soft, overwhelming feeling is pushing down on your chest and keeps your eyes glued shut. A ring of tingling pinpricks surrounds your neck. You try to move your arms but they're paralyzed, like not wanting to move out of wet cement sinking deeper and deeper... You hear a meow echo quietly echo within your head, but helplessly let it pass by. The tingling in your neck spreads throughout your body all at once. It shoots into your head making your thoughts fuzzy, it pours into your torso continuously filling up your stomach, it creeps into your legs and arms making your muscles spasm only for it to slam against the dead ends of your fingertips, toes, tongue and eyeballs. A less surreal feeling is what you're lying in, it's something-
>Fluffy. You want to tear out of it and stand up.
>Slimy. It's like a small, weird, warm water bed. It feels elastic and gooey. You want to swim out of it.
>Metal. It's cold freezing temperatures are not inviting. The earthiness of it wants to fill in the crevices of your clothes making you itchy. You want to jump out of it.