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bubbles floating to the surface. Then, in a rush, a wave of intense pleasure came over me. It felt good, so good, better than anything I’d ever felt before. It was absolutely incredible, sort of like your first roller-coaster ride multiplied times infinity. My body trembled, barely able to handle the intoxicating surge of emotions.
    Then those euphoric feelings eased up, bringing with them a sense of awareness. I don’t know how long I was out of it, or whatever I was, but Bronx was still on me, slurping and sucking. There was something wet running down my neck. Was that his saliva or my blood? I felt hot, sweat on my face and back. Then everything got really cold, but I was still sweating. I needed to do something but was paralyzed by fear. I needed to get him off. I needed to get him off of me, now!
    I pressed my hands against his chest, pushing, straining. He wouldn’t budge. His body was hard, heavy. His skin was like ice. “Please don’t do this!” I screamed, voice husky, frantic. I was losing consciousness. My eyelids were like mini black curtains closing over my eyes. He was going to kill me if I didn’t get him off of me. I tried again, pushing as hard as I could, fingers digging into his skin. But he didn’t move an inch. Questions crowded my mind: Who is this guy? What is this guy? Why is he biting me? Why can’t I get him off? Does he know I’m dying?
    Too much blood loss, body trembling, feeling weaker, more frail. Tears streamed down my face as I tried one last time to get him off. Too late. My emotions went numb—no more fear, no more questions. I couldn’t hear anything. All the sounds faded like their volume was suddenly turned off. Then, everything went completely black.
     

 
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    BRIGHT LIGHTS DANCED AROUND ME and it felt like I was floating too, but it was impossible to know for sure since I couldn’t see my feet, or anything else except for those beautiful luminous bursts of yellow, silver, and white. I was in euphoria and surely could get used to this and stay here, wherever that was, forever.
    Tingles crept up my neck and scattered around my head. My body felt lighter than air, riding on gleaming, fluffy clouds. My mind thought of nothing and everything all at once. It left me dazed, numb, blank. The lights seemed to go on for infinity. I couldn’t see where they ended or began. They were just there, everywhere around me, swallowing me inside them and then spitting me back out. They glided this way and that, pulling me along like a suction cup. I couldn’t tell how long this went on nor could I grasp time itself. This must be heaven, the place I always dreamed I would go after my body died on Earth.
    But as the saying goes, “all good things must come to end,” and it did. The euphoric beaming lights faded away. Claws of darkness ripped away the light like a bear tearing into its food. Shadows lurked all around me. The light went out, eaten by the blackness. My body shivered with terror. Those amazing tingles of pleasure turned into hot fire and burned me from the inside out. I screamed in agony, I cried, I cussed at it, I begged for the light to return. But nothing stopped the darkness from covering me, and bringing with it the worst feelings of torture I could ever imagine. There was no way this was the heaven I’d dreamed of. This had to be hell. The place where you burned alive for eternity.
    I aimlessly drifted in this hellish abyss on orange-glowing coals, body smoldering and blistering. Agony and fear twisted my gut like a power screwdriver. There was pressure in my head. It could explode any moment. I closed my eyes but that same infernal place was there too. There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to go. It was everywhere. Why was I here? Please God get me out!
    Something wet slithered across my tongue, trickled down my throat. I tried to open my eyes back up, but couldn’t. What was in my mouth? Was it water? No, it didn’t exactly taste like water. It