Pain.
You feel pain; a different kind of pain. It feels like you are burning alive, falling in an endless void filled with nothing but fire. However, you soon find out that the void is not endless as you see a light below you. You continue to fall toward the light and, for the first time, ignore the immense pain surging through your body. You think of where the light might lead you. Where will it take you? What will happen to you? You remember the pain and decide that wherever it takes you is better than here. As you continue falling, getting ever closer to this mysterious light, you feel the pain start to fade away. The burning sensation you once felt is now but a slight tingle coursing through your being. The light draws nearer as you reach out to grasp whatever might be there. You touch the light with your outstretched hand. Your sight plunges into absolute darkness as your mind goes blank. You lose all focus on the light while the world around you fades into oblivion…
You begin to hear voices. You can audibly hear them though barely. They are speaking in frantic tones. ‘Why are they panicking?' you think to yourself. You pick up on the voices clearly now, noticing that there are six female voices and only two male voices. You hear one of the females begin to say something.
"What is this…this thing? Where did it come from? Better yet, why is it unconscious?" says the raspy female voice.
"I can't be certain, but it seems as if it fell from the moon. Based on its position on the ground and the angle of its body, I can safely assume the trajectory that would cause it to land in this exact spot would have come from this angle, which just so happens to be pointing directly at the moon itself," says another female voice, though this one seems a bit familiar to you. You can't place it, but you know that you've heard this logically speaking voice before. You stop thinking as another voice is heard.
"So wait just a darn minute. Yer sayin'…that this thing fell from the sky—"
"The moon, to be precise," cuts in the voice of logic.
"—the moon then, and it doesn' have wings? How in tarnation is that even possible?"
"I'm not sure. I'm just as puzzled by this as you are—"
A rather high male voice cuts in, "Hold on, I think it's waking up!"
"Alright everyone, get back! We don't know what will happen when it wakes up!" yells Ms. Logic.
You have begun to see light once again. You slowly open your eyes to the realization that everything around you is colorful. As you stare into the sky trying to regain your bearings, you see the moon give way to the sun…in the blink of an eye. That makes no sense to you whatsoever because you know how the cycles work. And then it hits you like a brick to the face:
You aren't on Earth anymore.