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I stood there, so still, so calm. I was just staring into the sea that reached out for the sand just below the balcony where I was standing at. Someone said—I didn't know who it was—I should be here, that I should stay here until someone calls me.

"Ye, little lass," I heard, so I turned around completely, like a child moving in a difficult way. Oh, there, a man went. He's probably the one who will call me. He had a very long beard—it's white—and a very... well, good accent, I could say.

Behind him was a single door on a wall. Through that door was how I got to this balcony after someone said I should wait for someone to call me.

"Yeah? Hi," I giggled. He looked very nice to me, so I had to be nice to him in ways, but I didn't need his kindness to do good.

"It's yer time," he said and put his right hand on my right shoulder. I didn't really know why, but his hand seemed to comfort me... like... something so kind and sentimental.

I looked up at him since he was taller than me for about... just taller.

"Goodbye," he said then gave me a smile, that kind and sentimental smile.

Then everything was gone. Gone. Just gone.

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I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't see anything. Just plain nothing.

Why do I feel numb? Why? What is happening?

I wanted to hear something. I wanted to feel something. I wanted to see something. It was just... I didn't like this plain nothing.

Suddenly, a very loud noise screamed at me, but there was nothing around me. I screamed back, but my voice didn't follow my mind's command.

Heat began to surround me, but there was nothing visible around me. This made me want to scream more, but there was nothing that came out of my mouth.

This is worse. I wish I didn't wish feeling something else other than plain nothing. To feel nothing is better than to feel... something so unpleasant.

It was so peaceful a while ago, in the balcony above the sand and water, and then, I was here in nothing's pain. What's with this—

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