It was cold. So very cold. I laid there in the cold, not really thinking at all. I couldn’t really. As I laid there, a chill went through my body. It was a different chill though; I felt it start in my back hooves, and go all the way through my body. As the chill progressed, those parts its passed began to turn on. I felt my muscle’s twitching, anxious to get moving. The chill rapidly made its way to the back of my neck. My whole body suddenly twitched, as if I was having some sort of short seizure. Before I knew it, I found my head up in the air, body leaning forward and front hooves out to balance myself. I was panting heavily, and my eyes were open. I hardly recognized it, being all I saw was a bright white. I sat there, staring at this white, feeling my breathing slowing down to a more relaxed state. Once I believed I had my breathing under control, I began to focus on the white. It was a very brilliant white, whiter than any sheep wool I’ve ever seen. But it had little groves in it, going up, then over, then going up again, and it continued. I followed these groves with my eyes, and eventually found where they stopped. These groves were replaced with an even brighter white, and I almost had to close my eyes the first time I saw it. It was so bright it seemed to give off its own light. I brought my eyes back to the little groves on the wall, and then it clicked in my head. This is a wall. Above me is a ceiling. I spun my head around to see if I could find other walls, but only ended up making myself dizzy. I closed my eyes, and waited for the feeling to pass.
Once passed, I opened my eyes again. I saw one wall, and slowly looked around to make sure I counted four total. Sure enough I did, along with a floor, which was also white, but also had a sort of reflection to it. It wasn’t a clear reflection, but it did show some colors. Most of which was white. As I looked at the floor, I began to think about the distance between my eyes and where the floor was. Everything seemed too far away. So naturally, my headed shifted towards my chest and body. At first, all I saw was more white. But this white was darker though, and had small stitching lines running horizontal. I was wearing some sort of white gown that covered almost my whole body. Only thing that was showing was the end of my hooves. Getting tired of sitting in one spot, I moved my left leg to the left, only to have it fall, bend at my joints, and slowly swing in the air. It was a quite unusual feeling to have something on my body moving, and I wanted to put it back, so it wouldn’t move anymore. But I didn’t, and even proceeded to swing my right leg over next to it. As I moved my body to match the direction of my legs, I saw something. There was something on the wall. It was a big, grey, shinny rectangle. It looked so out of place, why did I not see this earlier when I was counting the walls? I felt the need to investigate this object that seemed so alien like in this white world. So I pushed myself off of whatever I was perched on, and was pleased I had enough strength to push myself off, but soon found I was missing strength in my legs. As my back hooves hit the ground, my legs made no attempt to hold the weight of my body so suddenly put on them. They crumpled, and I found myself speeding to the ground much faster than I wanted to. I closed my eyes and turned my head, and felt a strong pain in the side of my skull. I laid there for a moment, feeling dizzy once again.
I lost track of time lying there, and never really had a sense of time to begin with. I had no clue how long I laid there, and it really didn’t matter anyway. My dizziness was replaced by a throbbing headache. I tried to look past the headache, and put all my focus into my hooves. Placing them around my body, I pushed against the ground. I felt myself rise, and stop when my legs reached as far as they were going to stretch. Now that I was up, I put my focus back on the door. I could see it, and sure enough it looked the same as before. I put one hoof in front of another, and slowly repeated this process until I was a touch away from the strange object.