Harry Potter and The Power He Has Not - Sahits

Chapter 5 – Void
He floated, alone in the universe. There was no up or down, no dark or light, just a frictionless,
tasteless, odorless gray nothing.
It was also painless. This was good, a major improvement over the previous universe of pain that
he had been the sole inhabitant of for approximately ever.
Unfortunately it was also boring. This was bad. Boredom led for a longing to not be bored, even
bringing happy memories of the time of pain, because at least is wasn't boring.
Ok. Focus. Concentrate on what you've got. Time for an inventory.
He searched for his body. Feet? Nope, no pain, not even an itch, the same for his legs, arms,
hands, torso, head, ears, even the dangly bits seemed to have taken the day off and hadn't left a
forwarding address. Ok, the outside isn't working. Try inside.
Heartbeat. /Can I find a heartbeat?/
Nope. Not there I guess I've dead. Passed on. Shuffled off the mortal coil. Pining for the fjords, tired
out from a prolonged squawk.
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/I wonder if I have beautiful plumage./
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Where the hell did I come up with that from? Oh yeah, TV show.
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