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I feel my… my mind loosening, and it feels… Good.

She smiles faintly, her eyes fluttering. Then softer— “Don’t be mad…” I don’t answer. But my grip on the wheel tightens just slightly. The rest of the drive passes with her quiet murmurs, soft complaints, and occasional laughter at things that don’t exist. And somehow, None of it is as annoying as it should be. Elara POV Everything feels… light. Not light like happy. Light like I’m floating somewhere just above myself, watching things happen a second too slow. The world outside the window blurs past in streaks of color and shadow, and for a moment, I forget where I am.

“Take them the hell away, Brody! If I have to look at them another moment I’m calling the cops!” And then I’m in strong arms pressing me tighter to the drum beat of his heart… I’m floating on a cloud… I’m moving…somewhere… Am I an angel? And then I’m laid on a soft… something and the loud noise is not pounding in my head anymore. Then something is pressed against my head. It’s cold and I squirm.

TEYA'S POV My steps feel lighter than they should. Weird, right? Walking home usually drags me down—like my legs have bricks tied to them, like every step is a fight just to keep going. But tonight? It’s like I’m floating or something. Like there’s something underneath me pushing me forward instead of holding me back. The usual dread? Gone. No tightness squeezing my chest, no that sinking feeling that twists my stomach. None of that heavy weight pressing down. It’s almost like for once, I’m breathing easy.

MONICA. I’m floating. There’s nothing around me now. I feel nothing underfoot, feel nothing above me. All I can tell is that I’m lying down on some surface, but I can’t even feel that too. Right now all I have is my consciousness, and even that is slowly waning. But I know that I can’t just lie here and do nothing.

Swoosh. My head felt like jelly as something akin to a rush of wind passed through my brain, leaving me lightheaded. Behind my eyelids, light in circular rings passed through them like a hypnotic wave, forcing me in it, as if trapping me and truly, that’s how I felt. The bed underneath me disappeared and though I felt stable, it seemed like I was floating on air. Even Jason that was in front of me had disappeared, leaving a trail of pixel-like splatters in his place. It was confusing, yet I couldn’t break my focus.

My eyelids feel weighted and the more I fight, the drowsier I become. I must be floating, or maybe I'm being carried; I don't care, because whatever this is, it feels incredible.

My head is dizzy and I feel like I’m floating on a cloud. I feel myself falling in slow motion. The impact on the floor doesn’t hurt. I smile, knowing I will escape this game fate wants to play. Large hands lift me and the sound is muffled. I see his face and I smile. This is my dream. I feel light as air. Darkness swallows me.

My legs felt suddenly weightless—like the ground had dropped beneath me. What?

Everything is so heavy right now. How long have I been sleeping anyway? I feel like time is going in circles. I can't keep anything straight right now. Why do I feel like I'm flying and sinking at the same time?