And that's where something blows up, possibly in a good way. Imagine if you were just sitting there, and your head blew up. But for a split second, somehow, you could see all the pieces scatter away, and knew "oh crap".
Then Pink Floyd music starts playing, and the floor turns to lava. The walls start caving in and nothing is recognizable anymore. The lights start flickering while starting to droop down and square chunks of the ceiling drift away to space. The sky turns black, with brightness coming from nowhere, so that you can still see. Random streets form, and it's just an endless line of cobblestone and lampposts.
That isn't related to any experience I've had. I'm just insane or something. Or something else.
Yeah.
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