You pull on your heavy legs. Still able to move, but it comes with great strain, and the heat of that ever-expanding darkness is becoming too great to bear. What's worse, your clothes still stink of egg-salad from the previous car! Containing your annoyance with another well-deserved 'FFFFFF' you glare at the blackness ahead of you even as it swallows up another passenger. Goddammit, you think, why does bad shit have to happen to you anyway? You try to change your life and the impossible happens as if to cockblock you on a cosmic level.
You don't even know if that thing is a blackhole or not, but it seems to have all the semblances of one. And as far as blackholes go, you have no fucking idea what'll happen once it decides to slurp you up like a tasty anon-flavored milkshake..
..But there's no escape, is there? Deciding to go along with today's motto of 'Fuck it, why not?' you grab hold of your legs and force yourself to move. Straight towards the motherfucking blackness creeping towards you.
It hurts like fuck, a white hot searing pain like being kicked in the balls fifteen times while under a Timestop spell, then feeling it all at the same time. As the darkness swallows you whole, your vision turns white. Touch, sound, smell, taste.. all of it white, even though you have no idea why the colour white should apply to any of those other four. Your brain feels like it's turning to mush, and before you can think of anything else, you bitterly mutter to yourself.
"..I'm never gonna fucking get to Europe."
(Continuing next post)