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Then the shadows began to descend on me as my cries of protest died in vain. It overcame my sight, crawling over my eyes as the tendrils robbed my precious gift. A flash of light appeared for less time than I can describe before being consumed, then I began to feel pain incomparable. I started to scream, long and hard, before it slowly dawned upon me that I could not hear my exclamations of anguish. With both sight and sound stolen from me, the pain I felt dulled the edges of my mind, fraying it at the same time. I bit on my tongue harshly to silence my screams, and felt a warm liquid steadily fill my mouth. I spat it out, feeling a triangular piece of flesh bounce off of my hand along with the splatter. I lifted my hand to my nose and recognized the scent of blood immediately, the smell having been imprinted upon my mind from years past. The worse part was, I thought, that I could not taste my blood, meaning three of my senses were dead. I sank to my knees, and began to softly sob as I knew I had lost my sense of smell, and that it was useless even if I had kept it. I noticed that the pain I felt earlier had left, and I spat out another mouthful of blood. I began to softly relax and realized too late that it was a mistake. The moment my body fully relaxed, a piece of my skin felt as if it had been stabbed. The sensation slowly spread up my body, until it came at a halt at the tip of my head. Then another point right beside the first was stabbed, and the same feeling repeated itself. It felt as if someone had threaded my skin through a needle, and now was using it as thread by peeling it off of my body, needle-thin strip by needle-thin strip. I begin to scream again, as far as I can tell, for I am losing the final sense that can tell me if I am. The final strip of flesh is pulled away, and I retreat into the deepest confines of my mind since I now have no way to tell that I have a body anymore. Another presence enters my mind, although I do not know how I know this fact. The only other thing I know is that it is slowly eating away at the remains of my mind until it reaches me again. I am forced into the maw of the entity, and all that is left is darkness.

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Then the shadows began to descend on me as my cries of protest died in vain. It overcame my sight, crawling over my eyes as the tendrils robbed my precious gift. A flash of light appeared for less time than I can describe before being consumed, then I began to feel pain incomparable. I started to scream, long and hard, before it slowly dawned upon me that I could not hear my exclamations of anguish. With both sight and sound stolen from me, the pain I felt dulled the edges of my mind, fraying it at the same time. I bit on my tongue harshly to silence my screams, and felt a warm liquid steadily fill my mouth. I spat it out, feeling a triangular piece of flesh bounce off of my hand along with the splatter. I lifted my hand to my nose and recognized the scent of blood immediately, the smell having been imprinted upon my mind from years past. The worse part was, I thought, that I could not taste my blood, meaning three of my senses were dead. I sank to my knees, and began to softly sob as I knew I had lost my sense of smell, and that it was useless even if I had kept it. I noticed that the pain I felt earlier had left, and I spat out another mouthful of blood. I began to softly relax and realized too late that it was a mistake. The moment my body fully relaxed, a piece of my skin felt as if it had been stabbed. The sensation slowly spread up my body, until it came at a halt at the tip of my head. Then another point right beside the first was stabbed, and the same feeling repeated itself. It felt as if someone had threaded my skin through a needle, and now was using it as thread by peeling it off of my body, needle-thin strip by needle-thin strip. I begin to scream again, as far as I can tell, for I am losing the final sense that can tell me if I am. The final strip of flesh is pulled away, and I retreat into the deepest confines of my mind since I now have no way to tell that I have a body anymore. Another presence enters my mind, although I do not know how I know this fact. The only other thing I know is that it is slowly eating away at the remains of my mind until it reaches me again. I am forced into the maw of the entity, and all that is left is darkness.