Ooooh, I have a vibe for this….

Chris felt like he was floating. He wasn’t blind, but there was nothing to see but a pale, blue green haze that shimmered and quivered as pale smears of light went past, or lingered for a moment.

He could feel the icy needles buried in his skin, three down each arm, five down his back, and two in his stomach. There was one large one at the base of his neck.

He couldn’t feel anything below his stomach. There was no way to tell if that was more of the floating sensation, or if there was nothing left to feel.

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