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I awoke? … came to …?

It was neither the slow, gentle, waking up after a full rest, nor the sudden jolt to consciousness after rudely woken by an alarm or danger, which is comparable to coming out of a loss of consciousness. Which only happens when something got horribly wrong. Close-to-death wrong. It is actually, contrary to common belief, rather hard to lose consciousness, because if you lost it, or more like our ancestors lost it, without protection that civilisation provides, you were open to attacks of predators. A convenient meal to go, so to speak. So any of our ancestors who was out-for-the-count for anything less than “really bad” had a good chance to be eaten before passing on their genes, and therefore it happened they all were pruned off of the tree of life, sooner or later.

Probably sooner than later.

It also usually lead to confusion after waking after such event, as the brain tried to piece together in a panic what exactly went wrong.

Anyways, I was now awake, without any jolt to it, nor the confusion. Actually, it was like passing out, but in reverse. One moment I wasn't, the next moment I was. And no indication how it happened.

Maybe my brain was still in a hurry to piece together what happened, but without the feel of panic, as I only now realized the lack of sensory input, basically floating in a black void.

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You might even feel scammed IF you read this on Royal Road. BUT YOUR TIME IS MINE NOW AND YOU WON'T GETTING IT BACK! ;p

Oh, and greetings to Winnie-the-Pooh, Xi Jinping, who has his hand always in his honeypot … erm country.

And Putin, the knock off Hitler, should maybe start to denazify Russia (starting with himself) instead of making war crimes and genocide in Ukraine.

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I concluded I only haven't hallucinating, yet, because my brain has been kept busy with other things, till now.

I was just wondering when the hallucinations would start when my sense of touch switched on. Less like a flip switch and more like the click of a rotary knob. It was there, but very muted, making me feel I was wrapped in cotton, then increasing in intensity fast.

Or maybe not. The time without senses might have been shorter than I previously thought, given that my brain wasn't loaded with sensory input and free to use that capacity to contemplate about the world.

I just realized, from my sense of touch, that I was laying down on my back with my arms tacked to my side, when my sight came online.

Blurry and dim at first, without color to the world, but becoming increasingly sharper and more detailed.

I noticed as my sensory input increased, so did the apparent speed slowed down.

In short order my other senses came on in the same fashion.

But it wasn't long before I realized something wrong. No, not wrong, not really, but unusual enough to send me into a panic of sorts.

The reason was: It was too much.

For example, after all the colors had come back, they didn't stop. The colors I knew became more distinguishable, as if someone had cranked up all the saturation of the world, as if in a cartoon or something. And then the impossible colors came. Not just that, for example, orange with slightly more red to orange with slightly more yellow was as distinguishable now as red was to green. With just as many colors in between. But not the average-Joe range of color shades, but the mad-stylist range of color shades. With hundreds of names for variations where others see no difference.

No, not just that, but colors that had no place to be there. Well, even less than the colors already there.

Was I high on something or …?

At least the colors distracted me a little from what else was going on, as I could feel the grass around me. Well, that wouldn't be something to freak out over, if it wasn't for the fact it was the surrounding grass that didn't touch me that I could feel.

The increasing sensory overload was causing an increasing headache and, now, dizziness, which seemed to me an achievement in itself, given that my sense of balance has become so accurate, it might be able to turn cats and birds green with envy.

I just managed to roll to the side before it got so bad that I threw up and passed out again.