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I whisper. “What do you mean? Explain it to me.” He glances at me. “Just, I don’t know. I feel easily annoyed, confused, and like there is something there trying to push me, but I don’t know what,” I admit. “I feel like I’m missing something, like my mind is trying to make me see something, but it can’t.” Saying it out loud sounds crazy.

Turning to my side to see where my phone was, I looked at the sight in front of me with eyes probably as big as saucers. Wait. What the hell is going on today? It looks like my body wasn’t actually becoming light and feeling like I was on clouds because I was meditating, but I was feeling like it because I was actually floating in the air, the reason why I felt so free and couldn’t feel my body touching anything. Just what the hell is this all about? I thought, looking down, not knowing how to get back on my bed. ‘

I'm lying in something wet, but why? All around me emits a deep, throaty murmur. "Much like a purring cat." I chuckle. I abruptly lurch forward, moving too quickly for me to halt. However, my arms don't appear to want to function. Not one of me does. I flip onto my back, blinking up at black nothingness, and the buzzing goes on. It seems as though I'm floating on an ocean in a ship. That sounds not too horrible. Maybe I'm travelling to a lovely place aboard a cruise ship.

Everything around me seems hazy and surreal, and I struggle to focus my thoughts and gaze. I feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into a state of relaxation as if all my cares and worries are slowly melting away. It's a strange feeling, almost like being in a dream, but I know that it's not real. "This can not be happening" a sense of fear began to creep in and out

Millie coaxes me to sit down as I cling to Xavier for comfort. “I know everything is confusing right now, but I promise all will be explained in due time.” She pats my lap as she says to me soothingly. I awkwardly sit there just staring into emptiness. I don’t know what to say to the woman or how to react. I feel trapped in my own head of despair and hopelessness. After a while she clears her throat to get my attention.

It's like I'm floating. Weightless, like I wasn’t sitting in a car anymore. Like I wasn’t in traffic, or on Earth. Just hovering in some vast, invisible space that stretched beyond time. But I hadn’t blacked out. Not completely. I could still feel the grain of the leather seat under my fingertips. The cool press of the wheel where my head had fallen against it. The subtle hum of something I can't quite point out. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. But I could feel.

Until everything went black. * * * I’m floating. My body feels weightless. In fact, it feels like I have no body at all. It’s almost like my consciousness became a tiny wisp of smoke, floating around with no real contact. I want to call the sensation peaceful, but there’s something heavy about it. Something wrong.

But somehow, deep in my gut, I know it’s the right way. The air around me feels alive, like it’s pulsing with energy, but it’s not scary. It’s calming, almost reassuring, like a hand guiding me gently forward. I can’t explain it. I don’t see anything, don’t hear anything, but I feel it, this pull that’s steady and sure. It’s not like walking or flying or anything I’ve ever done before. It’s more like flowing, like a river being carried to the ocean. The pull isn’t harsh or forceful, just persistent, like it knows better than I do.

VERENA I look around and find myself floating in a realm of ethereal beauty. Below me, clouds drift lazily, like cotton candy scattered across a vast canvas. The sky above is a brilliant blue, unmarred by a single cloud. The air is crisp and clean, filled with a sense of peace and tranquility. I feel a sense of calm wash over me, as if I'm weightless, floating on air. I've never felt so serene, so at peace. It's as if all my worries and fears have melted away, leaving only pure bliss.