Descriptives and Narratives(IGCSE English)

Original Question: This was from my thoughts

 It was pitch black, nothing could be seen. But I was there; my conscience, floating in an abyss. There was no sense of direction but I felt positioned. It seemed endless but there were barriers containing me. And within the empty void, a sliver of light darted from two pinpoint holes, like little stars forming in the vast emptiness of space. The holes grew larger and more light flooded through, merging the two into a single point of view; bleached for a second. It was all around me; there was no more darkness but a hazy, obscured view. I could identify shades of black, blue and white but they were blended seamlessly.

I heard a whirring from within — the twisting and clicking of parts — and my view adjusted, revealing the place I was in. My vision was fixed straight on a machine a couple of meters in front of me. It looked odd. A blemished, white rectangular base that rose a meter off the ground with a glass pane longer than it was wide, positioned symmetrically on top. Something was on the surface of the glass pane. A message or writing of some sort but I couldn't read it, it was way too small. But just when I thought of getting closer to it, the same whirring sound from before repeated and my view focused instantly making the tiny letters magnified. There was a lot on my mind — or whatever there was — but I tried to read the letters.

W-E-L-C-O-M-E

And immediately, without any effort, the definition of that word created by stringing together those 7 letters, became present. A paralyzing shock jolted through my body from behind, carrying with it an insurmountable wave of information. It spread through, coursing through my fibre-glass veins with the speed of light, bringing a tingling sensation to every nook of my metallic framework. My head was flooded with memories collected over years, pulsing and firing impulses in my intricate bio-mechanical brain. A meticulously designed structure that interlaced the consciousness of humankind with the unmatchable intelligence of artificial life.

Forgotten memories began to play in front of me. Memories I cherished but was hidden under years of struggle and solitude. My entire life flashed before me, like a sequence of all my dreams fast-forwarded a million times, and within it I caught fleeting glimpses. Images of my parents driving me to school for the first time; the quarrels with my obstinate, younger sister; friends I lost through the years; and the sweet taste of her lips on the staircase. Then it faded.

The shock mitigated slowly and it was over. The cuffs that pinned me against the wall opened and I dropped to the floor with a sonorous ring that reverberated in the polished white room. I craned my head to the right — motors silently spinning and the tendons on my neck pulling — and looked at my human body hanging like a pile of bones dressed in worn-out skin. The headgear was still attached, linking the brain to where I previously hung. The singularity had begun!