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shimmering.
smooth, velvet shimmers before him.
his hands go to touch it.
now, his hands are shimmering too. a deep crimson wine colour coating is blurry before his eyes.
he sees a hand before him.
it, too, has the same coating as the one presently on his fingertips.
he crawls towards the hand and something pricks at his lower waist. he twists his neck downwards but his vision is too blurry to put cause to his pain.
he looks back up at the motionless hand as he places his own onto the rough palm.
"geonhakie," he coughs out against the opposition of his lungs.
there are flashing lights, some red, some blue, some yellow and an overall white, coming from all directions but all he sees then is black.