Back from Beyond: Chosen for a Second Chance

The last thing I felt was pressure, a crushing vise around my throat, stealing the air I desperately clawed for. Then, nothing. A blessed, terrifying void. No pain, no anger, just… gone. It was the kind of nothingness you read about in science articles explaining how the brain shuts down, a cold, clinical end. Except, it wasn't.

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