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Jongdae felt as though he was floating. 

In the darkness which surrounded him and held him motionless, Jongdae seemed to be alone. Around him, there was only silence, deafening in the darkness. It was as though the lack of sound was actually all of the sounds in the universe, rising into a self-destructive crescendo at the very end.

For a few short moments, it stayed that way – as though he was floating in place, listening to the sound of silence. 

And then he felt the pull. 

It started as something gentle, a light but insistent tug that seemed to pull at all of him but none of him at the same time. Jongdae was able to ignore it at first, the tug little more than an irritation, an itch that he was unable to scratch. It was something bearable, something small. 

As things will do, however, it grew, and it grew, pulling at him all the while – in which direction, Jongdae couldn't have said. The pull came from everywhere and yet nowhere at the same time, surrounding him without being near him. 

The pull was immense, too powerful to be stopped by any mortal means. He could feel himself, following the invisible magnetism. It was like falling, if he could fall up and yet down at the same time; following a pull that was astronomical in directions that left him confused. He couldn't have said where he was going, or what it was that pulled him – he was, after all, dead.

Liarna ke zjrnhul.

The words had barely slipped past his ears, uttered by a breathy voice that Jongdae didn't recognize, before the feeling of being pulled in multiple directions was gone. Jongdae was falling, the pull of gravity and something even stronger latching onto his body with greedy talons and dragging him down. Everything around him seemed to be moving up rather than down, as though he was the only thing that was affected by t