“Victor, Victor…”
The voice grew weaker and weaker until it collapsed into a dense silence. The world vanished and only a mere awareness of the essence remained: ‘I am…’, ‘I exist…’ and nothing else. Zero thoughts, emotions, sensations. Everything vanished. I found myself suspended in a dimension without time or space. Dimension Zero. An eternal instant. At least that is how it was recorded in my memory. Suddenly the void exploded, fragmenting into infinite, sharp splinters of pain, which implacably nailed into my head. Reality was regaining space, and not in the noblest way...
...“Please, Mr. Bird,” the oak addressed the stranger, “why are you stirring up our community? What is the matter?”
“The cold is coming!” the crow kept shouting, and after circling several times, it continued on its way, filling the air with its cries.
“‘The cold?’” everyone asked themselves. “What’s that?”...