For a few excruciatingly long seconds, I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. I couldn’t feel anything, hear anything, smell anything, see anything, taste anything.

  Then it started.

  Pain flared up all across my body, except it wasn’t my body anymore. I think the best way to describe it was a formless mass of cosmic string, all tangled together, and yet actively reforming into something new, something comprehensible. Every single one of my senses, even ones I didn’t know I had, were being assaulted in every single way possible. I was burning and freezing and being crushed and ripped apart all at the same time.

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  Then, it stopped.

  It just…

  Stopped. Right then and there.

  My eyes shot open, fully expecting to be in a hospital bed, hooked up to a hundred machines keeping me alive.

  But I wasn’t.

  Not even close.