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... Like drowning in ink.
Julien floated in nothing. No up. No down. Just the weight of his existence crushing inwardly.
Where am I?
The thought resonated before being swallowed by the void. It remained silent for a while.
Then the whispers came. They grew slowly from the depths.
"You don’t belong here " The tone wasn’t hostile. Just... true. Honest.
The space twisted as shapes emerged from shadow. Not solid. More like impressions. Memories given form. ...
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