A cold breeze brushed against him. The ground underneath felt hard and non-existing. His fingers dangled in what seemed like midair and his shoes were mounted on nothing at all. He felt heavier than he did before. Much warmer, yet cold. He was breathing more than he usually did and he felt fabric against his thin limbs. He probably fell asleep on the table again. Yes, that's it. The last time he did was because Colin smacked him upside the head with a chair when he refused to go into that insane digital world. Yet all he could hear around them was nothing but the faint ringing in his ears....
Tony opened his eyes. He was expecting the blackness and tiny details of the cloth on the table, but instead was greeted with a vast space of nothing. He saw stars flying from afar and he felt nothing supporting his body. He felt a racing in his chest he hadn't before. He sat up in panic and frantically looked at himself. He was wrapped in clothing and had a much larger wi