Message from an unknown resident of PQ-141 in the Great South Asian Rip in Reality, recounting the experience of medical condition involving spatial abnormality. Timestamp unknown. Receiver unknown.2
The space in my lungs expanded into the 4th dimension a couple months ago. It remained in my body, naturally, but it housed worlds upon worlds upon worlds upon worlds. This happens on a regular basis, at least once a year. The increased expansion of my lungs & the new technology in there makes it so there’s more & more & more & more energy every single second.
I don’t really get it anymore & I can’t explain it, because the lungs deflated all of a sudden. This also happens on a regular basis, although it lasted a little longer this year. At least half a month longer, maybe one month.
I expected it to be a “crash & burn” sort of situation. I expected the oxygen in my lungs to rush out as the lungs turned normal (or abnormally smaller?) and I expected the oxygen to combust, leaving my ribcage a charred pile of bone shards.
It’s not. It was weirdly gentle. There was combusting oxygen in my bloodstream & brain all this time anyway, that’s part of the fantastical energy.3 All burning & exploding for months. I don’t know if I remember much of it. I mean, I do remember if we’re talking in the sense of, “the memories are in storage somewhere,” but I can’t remember in the sense of, “I am readily able to retrieve the memories and communicate them.”
This disease is apparently common around here. When the rip in reality formed, bits and pieces of New Delhi formed this specific area. And that place had really bad air. Or… has? I don’t know, I don’t leave the rip much. I’ve stopped leaving my house a lot as well. I only leave when absolutely necessary.
It’s so empty. This always happens. It was weirdly gentle this time, but this always happens. I’m always empty at the end. I don’t get it. I don’t. I don’t know how to explain it, either. It’s just empty. It’s just hollow. I WANT to explain it fully, but I can’t. I’m so tired & it’s just empty & hollow. I’ll try to explain it more later. Not because you want to hear it, but because I’m selfish and if I can explain it it might make it make more sense. What’s the use if it makes more sense, though? I guess I can delude myself into thinking it hurts less? My ribcage is so wrong. It’s all so empty. I can’t explain. I’ll stop trying. At least for now.
PQ-14 is a designation based on the zones which the Grocers’ Association divided the rip into. The Grocers’ Association was formed after the rip formed, and consists of distributors of produce, dairy, and several essential “everyday” items. Their map is used frequently because the borders it defines are actually quite stable in spacetime, at least relative to other spatial features in the rip in reality.
Message was digital. There are certain technologies & internet protocols are particularly prone to the loss of timestamp & geographical information in the rips in reality, especially ones used early on in the rips’ existence. Refer to Harish & Anonymous.