Talk to self

In the fringes of his consciousness, Kyrie opened his eyes to see an infinite sea of darkness before him. A place with no color and existence besides the insurmountable shadows where nothing is.

A familiar place, a strange sense of deja vu despite the lack of features, just a void of existence. It has nothing that should make it familiar to him, but at the same time, it is as if he has already been here before.

A continuation of a dream that has ended, and now has nothing to take its previous spot in the psyche. His eyes moved from place to place, knowing it was endless, but trying to find a reason or rhyme to the lack of everything.

A different sensation from the dream he had with Ingrid. Far too different. Even if he went to sleep a few moments ago, his consciousness felt awake, and not in a hazy stupor that a conscious dream has.

Like a sort of limbo... but limbo didn't exist, as far as he knew.