The images are coming faster now, assailing and overloading your senses. The pictures spilling out of your mind are ghostly - you can barely see them, and what you can see is bent and wrong. Consciousness is growing hazy, and your true memories (if they ARE true) are moving farther apart. Reality, your own existence - all these things are a smear.
Time no longer has meaning for you. Space no longer has meaning for you. The room you're in doesn't exist. You no longer possess the willpower to stand up on your own accord. You are afraid; then emotions lose their meaning as well.
For a moment, you do not exist.