Aiden reacted quickly. He instinctively tried to run away.
He took a few steps back, but before he could look at the gray-white smoke, he noticed another figure exactly like himself where he had just been.
"No, that's me!" Aiden suddenly looked down at his body.
When had his body turned gray and white?
"It's my soul. This is my soul. My real body is still where I was," he realized.
In just a few seconds, Aiden understood what was happening.
Then, the gray-white smoke flew straight into his "body."
Aiden suddenly felt darkness around him, and he lost consciousness.
...
Aiden slowly opened his eyes. Everything was dark. No light at all. He couldn't see anything.
He was leaning against a wall. Both sides were also walls.
It was narrow, wet, and dark.
The air smelled terrible, almost making him feel like he couldn't breathe.
He instinctively reached out his hand. Before he could stretch his arm, he touched something cold and hard.
Another wall?
Cold, very rough.
