Your world shrinks and the whole lot turns heavy.
You can’t endure the deaf density at each point of the substance of your existence.
The tension upon your body squashes your soul.
Time delates, and space reaches unbearable distortion.
Nil is recognizable.
Your velocity falls to zero.
You are left paralyzed,
Hanged in the realm of this intense disturbance.
You ask yourself dread: Will I escape it or it’s going to swallow me?
When the voice speaks: It’s all in your head.
Forgive the gloominess of my post.