The Antventure Begins

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Sensation fades away as I become enveloped in a soft, white light. The illumination washed through not just my eyes, but my entire being. Floating, disembodied and without connection to the material world. I try to gather my thoughts, but they’re sluggish.

What happened? Where am I? My parents hadn’t been home… In fact, I hadn’t seen them in… I don’t remember exactly. I’d made myself dinner. Or had I? Being hungry was still clear, then there’d been… white?

Has it been ten days or ten minutes drifting in this gentle light? It surrounds me like a warm blanket. Warm enough to snuggle right into it. Get cosy. But that’s a little difficult without the capacity to move, constricted here in my own little world.

Sound begins to swell like a wave in the distance. It rushes forward, and just as it washes over me, there’s a voice.

[Welcome, Anthony.]

A personalised greeting! These are the kinds of good manners that make a person feel appreciated. At least, it’s safe to assume so. I’m not familiar with it so much.

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