In the darkness we huddled. It squeezed around us like a smothering blanket. Through the inkiness we felt the things that wanted us to stay. They pressed the darkness against us and we cried in terror. None of us knew our names. We were featureless and lost. But then it called to me and I knew my name once again. Marie.
I felt the darkness give way and I was being pulled away from the others. They reached for me but they had nothing which to grab me. I screamed that I would be back for them. I told them I would rescue them.
Their cries faded away as the light of this world beckoned to me.
But I would not get away that easy. The monsters that dwelt in the darkness howled in protest of my escape. They lashed out at me and I felt their icy grip and searing gazes as I drifted away from their realm.
There was nothing after death. No names. No shapes. Only darkness. Those I was sent back to help you fight have already won the war. We must find a way to stop them from taking our world as they have so many other worlds.
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