Lost. Found.
I was lost. I knew I was lost. The darkness around me felt like a physical presence wrapping itself around me, enveloping me and pulling me downwards. My body seemed to melt into it. I tentatively reached out my hands hoping to connect with a surface or an object.. anything really but there was nothing and nothingness. I felt like I was falling but not quite. My head felt fuzzy, my legs felt like air and I could not feel myself breathe. I tried to cast my mind back, to try to mentally retrace my steps, how did I get here? What happened? Was I dead? Is this what death felt like? Should I be "walking into the light?" or worse still, why was there no light? Was I in hell or on my way to hell? I was not quite sure, the darkness made it difficult to think, to focus on one thought long enough to make sense of it or to remember anything before. My thoughts seemed to float in and out of my mind like children playing tag. I let myself slide and stopped trying to prevent th...