Some time ago, I woke up in this strange place. Somewhere inexplicable. Indescribable. My eyes, my state of being, literally cannot perceive it.
I don't think the rest of my body can perceive it, either. Movement feels impossible, my muscles tensing to some sort of pain they can't understand. I can try to open my mouth to scream, although no noise can be heard. But my mind can operate freely here, untethered from any fatigue or pain I might feel.
To tell you the truth, I'm casting this message out into the abyss. I might not be able to move, but it's almost like there's something out there. It almost looks like a computer in some strange way, with words that might be able to be read, boxes that could be filled.
Let me tell you my story, at least how I understand it.
Before I woke up here, I was somewhat of a strange person. When HE ahqdsxufotqp me, I lost most of myself. Physically, psychologically, and emotionally.
A fate that, for most, would have been deadly. But I survived the odds, I pushed back, and ended up here...
...wherever here is, at least.
...Can I tell you the truth...?
I'm not actually surprised that I'm here. Once or twice, HE talked about somewhere kind of like this. HE said that HE is somehow connected to this place, and it bestows upon HIM power over reality. At least, sometimes it does.
If you do find this, know that I've probably had some time to think. And to better understand my current predicament. I was some smart person at one point, so that still has to be around in my brain somewhere.
I'm sorry for dumping all of this on you. I haven't talked to anyone in...I don't remember how long. My mind isn't what it used to be, even if it is free.
Look. If I can ever send anything more out to you...I will. Just someone reading this, maybe it'll trigger some psychic ability inherent to this place. Or maybe it won't. But it would be good to at least know that what I'm putting out there is being heard. Or seen, rather.
Keep looking for me, would you?
I don't have anything else left to hope for.