The air hummed with a weird energy. I could sense it in my bones, a dissonance between the known and something completely different. My thoughts were like stained glass, constantly rearranging. It was a beautiful nightmare. I was drowning in a vortex of reality, and the only thing I could do was listen as the world transformed around me. K-Hole J

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