Silence.

And color.

I hear nothing, but I remember sounds. Do I really see the colors, or are they just memories, like the memories of sounds?

Is this the afterlife? It seems a memory, rather than a reality. Everything around me is as I remember it, but can only be an illusion in my mind.

There is nothing to fear here.

The truck that is bearing down on me cannot hurt. It has no substance. It is not real.

It is, after all, only a memory.

But I also remember pain.

Wait!

No -