The world is black and painless as the voice in your head dissapears. The blank world is interrupted by a grey swirl, like a loading screen. It swirls slowly, stopping from time to time. Buffering as it swirls in its endless circling.
It seems to slowly change colour, grey turns to white, white turns to blue and blue to purple. It is mesmerizing and confusing.
You remember being spiked through the throat, and slowly drowning in your own blood. You remember the slow agonizing way your lungs drew blood into them with every gurgling cough and wheezing scream. The disturbing sound of your own breathing as your life was choked out by the oxygen giving cells of your body.
The strong taste of blood stains your mouth in a disgusting coating of iron and salt, the strong flavour is almost overpowering and disorientating making the already confusing situation even more confusing.
"Reloading...please stand by," the AI voice says in you head.
Then sight, sudden yet without explosion, everything is a grainy grey, like an old film.
You're lying on the floor, you can feel the blood in your throat once more. The feeling is stranger than before, the blood going the wrong direction, reverse coughing, as in a sharp inhale with an explosive sound effect, blood pouring uncomfortably back into your body. The liquid invading your nostrils and throat before forcing themselves back into your throat, your heart beats backwards in your ears, blood from the floor flying back into your mouth and nose. Causing you to have some major discomfort like holding back a nuclear sneeze.
The strange feeling feels close to drinking through your nose and puking out your lungs. Amazingly, your body continues to die in reverse. The blood from the bronchi is suddenly being sucked out and back to where it came, the jugular.
The next major feeling of discomfort is the slow rising of your body, the spike leaving your throat nastily. Sliding out of your throat, arguably this is more uncomfortable than the insertion.
The slow pull in your throat makes it feel as if it's on fire, a thick blaze that envelops this strange reverse death. You feel the spike sliding out, the sides of the puncture sucking grotesquely on the spike as it exits. A wet popping sound fills your ears as the spike is pulled free.
Your throat is drained of the thick ichor of life that had choked you to death mere minutes ago. Your arms unbuckle hoisting yourself up with unprecedented strength. The strain on your muscles illudes you, you cannot feel it. Suddenly, you kiss air, flinging backwards in a reverse fall.
The motion is nauseating and unnatural making you feel queasy. The lack of grip on the world is thick as the scene continues reversing.
Your ass sliding back up the hospital mattress and you see (with great horror) your hands moving on their own, stabbing the spike back into your foot. A ripping pain ripples through your body in an uncomfortable wave making you scream internally. The black white and grey rewind is relentless in its visual effects almost as if it is punishing you for dying, making dying double as bad as you're forced to watch the scene twice.
The pain flares once more as your foot plants itself back onto the ground, the fresh pain of having your foot impaled racks your body yet again, the feeling is wrong and painful, like watching someone eat a kit kat like a normal chocolate bar instead of vertically snapping it, or eating a cheese string without tearing it apart piece by piece.
The same unpleasant sucking feeling assaults your foot as your body moves up, the spike sliding out with torturous slowness. The blood pouring back into your foot like a dry sponge being placed in a pool of water.
Your body swings up and around in the backwards motion that you had previously attempted to get up in, legs swinging back onto the bed recklessly, upper body torquing to assist the legs in their endeavor, ass sliding a further few inches back.
Your body straightens, lying down on the soft yet uncomfortable mattress of the hospital cot/bed.
The AI voice fills your head once more as your eyes close in slow motion, lids tensing slackly. "Reload complete. Attempt two initiating." The voice thunders within your skull and your body finally listens to you as you open your eyes to a now colour filled world where time is flowing the correct way.