Whispered Pain

I am no longer among the living. At least, I don’t think I am. I don’t remember my name, my age, or even my sex. I don’t feel. I can’t smell. I hear, but sounds don’t register emotional responses anymore. I see, but it’s all in muted gray. No vibrant colors. 
 
No sense of time, space, awareness. I just…float. Like a weightless cloud drifting through the limitless universe. I don’t know where I am or how I arrived at this point. Ebony nothingness has swallowed me whole. 
 
Can you help me? Will you help me? I need to know. Want to know. Have to know. 
 
Who am I? 
 
Where am I? 
 
How do I escape this black void? 
 
Help. 
 
Please, help me.