226 The Boy With Strange Eyes

When I thought it was all about to end, air invaded my lungs again. I say invaded because it felt that way. All the air that got in felt like it created new holes in my lungs. I felt relieved, but terrified at the same time. My heart raced against my chest. 

Badum! Badum! Badum! Badum! 

The pain in my ears subsided. I could open my eye again and see. I was still in that endless void. Darkness surrounded me, but I could somehow walk on it. The light in the distance reflected around me. I was standing in some kind of tunnel, transparent as though made of glass. 

"You're not Omega," a voice, ancient and cracked, spoke. 

"Wha-? Who's there?" I screamed. My voice echoed, carried away by something that wasn't wind. 

The voice didn't answer.