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KATHERINE Pressure. The pressure was all around me, building from in and outside of me. Like something was going to explode. I felt like I was going to explode. Pumped with a vicious and deadly gas. Something hurt inside of me and it was causing this endless amount of pain and torture. That was all my body registered as I floated in the abyss. Trying to pull away from whatever was holding me down. Endless streams of violent currents. Like crimson lightning bolts exploded in the dark abyss I’d been lost in before. They were too harsh, too bright and too damn painful. If I had to explain what being skinned alive felt like. I could say it was this. But instead of skin being torn, it was my insides. Worst of all, I couldn’t tell if it was real or not. And with the added feeling of force