I was dead, and I knew it.
The thing is that, instead of being looked inside the darkness, I expected to see the lights.
It was just that in my case, there were no lights.
I kept waiting in the darkness Until consciously I started believing that my fate was to stay in the darkness.
Matter of fact, I felt a little bit of pain. it was as if my body was burning. Yet, it didn't last for quite too long.
That tiny amount of pain did something to me.
It kind of alerted me, that perhaps I wasn't dead yet. Dead people can't feel anything, especially pain.
Perhaps, it is the reason why I am locked in this darkness. Perhaps, I'm only in timelapse, or something like that.
If so, I want to wake up, and now.
Even though it seems quite impossible.
Last I do remember I was being stabbed in the middle of my heart. I saw and felt the blood leaving my body, my heart-stopping. I think I witnessed myself saying.