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The darkness was the only constant. With only brief moments of consciousness, which seemed more like flashes of light, not understood and all too short in duration.
He talked to her constantly.
Assuring her.
Prodding her.
Frightening her.
Explaining the where’s and why’s to her over and over, only for her to forget everything, including the sound of his voice, in the next second. His voice always soothed her in the beginning and then frightened her near the end.
Having no memory, barely knowing that she existed at all was agonizing until the moment she forgot what she was agonizing over. She would have cried if she could have remembered how. But the darkness would take her first.
The darkness was the only constant.
End of Transmission
The darkness was the only constant. With only brief moments of consciousness, which seemed more like flashes of light, not understood and all too short in duration.
He talked to her constantly.
Assuring her.
Prodding her.
Frightening her.
Explaining the where’s and why’s to her over and over, only for her to forget everything, including the sound of his voice, in the next second. His voice always soothed her in the beginning and then frightened her near the end.
Having no memory, barely knowing that she existed at all was agonizing until the moment she forgot what she was agonizing over. She would have cried if she could have remembered how. But the darkness would take her first.
The darkness was the only constant.
End of Transmission
