
My eyes open and I find myself standing atop an impossibly high pedestal, located in the middle of a large, brightly-lit industrial-looking room. The walls and distant floor are a deep matt black, and crisscrossed by a bright yellow grid. There’s no way down. From somewhere a disembodied voice gives a mischievous-sounding chuckle, then says, “I’m sorry, Diaan.” A sudden shove from behind unbalances me, and I fall. The floor rushes towards me, faster and faster, and my body reacts; my muscles tense as I feel the weightlessness of freefall. Adrenalin surges! I hit the bottom and my vision turns red. There’s no pain.
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