THE DARK OR LIGHT? 
I felt pain in the muscles and joints. My heart was going at high speed, 75 beats per minute. Or at least I think. I was completely naked. The place was uncomfortable, dark and cramped. Features that certainly confirms to privacy. I was lost and terribly alone. A shiver of fear through my back up to the neck. My nerve cells seemed to many lights lit. Pointed to a state of high alert. As I wanted to, I could not open his eyes. About my thoughts, things were even worse: I had no sense of myself, of my person. To be sincere, I was not exactly able to formulate concepts that allowed me to understand with sufficient clearly what it meant to be a person. I was in a complete inability to think about my past and I had an improbable and unreliable perception about a possible future. All my senses were numb. I wanted to run away, move. No way! Every action I was denied. I wonder why? I wanted to scream! I swallowed at least for fear if I had been possible to swallow. It is undeniable that in that state the obvious and logical question to ask was:
. At the same time, I felt that following the path traced by it I would not get the right understanding of that story. Not that I understood the reason, a new, visceral and mysterious question mark appeared in my mind: . The question seemed inexplicably seemed more appropriate and more able to lead me to answer important and necessary. All thoughts remained unfinished and suspended in a sort of brain fog. Physical pain and soreness became the only pressing need to address right now. Throughout my stay in that place, I had to adapt to the environment to be fully withdrawn into myself. I tried to find a more comfortable position. The first attempt failed to turn around. I tried again. Nothing to do. At that point, it was quite clear: I had no chance to perform movements. Mah! The matter was very suspicious! While I wondered if you really are breathing air, I fell asleep. Time passed. Impossible to estimate its duration. Smells and indefinite masses of sweet taste hit me, waking from sleep. I was finally able to execute orders that my mind was giving to the body. With her hand began to walk slowly and repeatedly every inch of my skin, almost with curiosity. I could hear muffled noises, voices, and perhaps even music. All very far away, who knows where!? I opened my eyes. All of a sudden. It was dark beyond belief. The sudden blaze of light I came bully in the iris, then disappeared. Perhaps it was only an impression. I felt my blood stream and it seemed smooth. Although then I would not be able to estimate what was a regular blood flow. I waved a jolt. I closed my eyes in terror. I remained motionless waiting. A shot I stuck my elbows to the sternum. I tried to understand, but I did not have even a chance to move that crushed me another blow to a greater extent to the previous year. Fear took over. The shots became frenzied and rhythmic. All this marked the beginning of the end, I was sure. I was pushed and shattered. I could not understand and could not see anything. I found myself upside down and slid down driven by an irresistible force. The end was near! I could not even cry. Something grabbed my neck, squeezing, choking on the decision. The crowds made me narrow pulse blood in the temples. The pressure became unbearable, and crushed my eyeballs to the point that seemed to want uscirmi from their sockets. Something very painful was about to happen. The forces suddenly left me, leaving me in complete inability to tackle the immense mystery. I found only a modicum of energy to force myself to never forget that question: . I did not understand why, but I knew that in the future, deciphering it, no more important question would remain unanswered. Then it was chaos, disorder of sounds, fear, confusion, dismay, confusion and crazy lights. All of a sudden stopped. The calm permeated my body and invaded my mind, leaving me hanging in a huge way vacuum. Silence. Quiet. Then silence again. From the big nothing, a voice appeared, shrill, annoying and as close as I had never heard before: "It's a nice boy!"
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