Beginning of Times

And then there was emptiness. Your senses were not deceiving, even though surreal, the scenario before you was completely real. You could almost feel the chilling coldness through your skin, your veins, your bones and even your very soul could smell the rotten scent that filled the atmosphere, and could even taste something you never did before, something that resembled blood, but was a little more metallic than it. A strange and unique flavor, a taste that wasn't pleasing at all. The only thing that didn't work for you was your sight, for you were trapped in a void of darkness.

Then your mind got accustomed to the situation, the failure of all your senses, the failure of your organs, the failure of all your body. You are dead.