Reforming, I awake. No longer bound by the second dimension. What is this form, this body? Feel the anguish of life course through me. Unfamiliar these senses, This third dimension. And so it begins... I open my eyes, I try to gain focus. Color spectrum flowing with smooth gradients. Depth perception laid out in grid form. Reforming. I awake Strewn out before me Is a world collapsed. Now I stare at cold reality. I'm conscious, awakened. Now I see a distorted, Shattered screen. It reads,