Sylvie

I had trouble sleeping last night. When I finally got to sleep this morning, I found myself in a catatonic state of half-consciousness. I was awake and I was in the bed. But it started with me looking through the visor of blackness that were my eyes. I was without an entity; no body. I wondered if I was dead. Maybe I'd ascended. I then started to drift. I felt confused. It had come to my realization that I truly had no body, but I had three or four that I recognized, in different sectors of the Victorian household that seemed to be a marked up illustrated representation of my mind.

There was me laying down.

There was me facing upwards; the black visor.

There was a roaming one.

There was a small wooden box, the inside was lined with red velvet, and there was a symmetrical alignment of needles. About for on both sides with a small gap between the two halves. They were facing outward at a strange angle.

My consciousness attempted to enter the roaming entity, but it didn't feel so successful. Down a hallway, but it was sloppy.

Then I saw the needle box, and a crazed humanoid looming over them (another one of me). He took the needles in a frenzy and shoved them into his skull and I seemed to jack back into the black visor one. I was then able to control multiple entities. I ripped ripped the needles out and jacked out; somehow the needles were an entryway.

It took me a while to come back to full consciousness and realize that I was me laying down. I seemed very reluctant to enter this body again. I had tried to "wake up" several times during this experience, and it [i]wasn't working[/i]. My mind seemed set on blowing me through the bizarre winds.

I'm not sure if I'm recovered entirely.