My jaw jerked open and I began gasping for air. I noticed that I was choking now as my throat seemed to be blocking up with something, my left cheek pressing heavily with the full weight of my head into a warm sticky substance on the floor. As I watched, the ground in front of me changed colour as a fast-growing circle of black centred at my chest began spreading out across the tiles. A sweet salty sensation filled the air like a fresh slab of meat being sliced open at a butcher's, as the dark liquid at first fully encompassed then quickly surpassed my entire stretched-out frame. I was...