the wind whistled without reason
there it is
without reason
a cold shiver creeped up my back and hovered over my neck
then
it
took shape
not really a noticeable one
but more so than wind
it moved through me
i felt cold
i was stripped of the things i knew
left questioning why?
given a new slate
by this being
feeling numb
everything is so see-through
no control over what doesn't exist
our senses can trick us in cases of paranoia
there is little to do
but let the shivers consume us