There was nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Just a blackness I wasn't aware of, a timeless nothing which I was no longer part of.
I no longer existed, though I wasn't aware of it until...
...until the smell of acrid smoke burned the inside of my nostrils and I gasped for air. But there was none! Hot smoke ripped down the back of my throat like long fingernails raking into my mouth, and my eyes burned with an intense pain. I tried to move my arms and legs but I couldn't - if they still existed they weren't responding to my desperation.