There was no real way to describe death other than one moment your body drew breath, blood pumped through your veins, you had thoughts, feelings, ideas, hopes, wishes and dreams and in the next moment you didn't. Everything was silent and black and there was just nothing. People who tried to fool themselves into believing that some great, grand, beautiful world came to them after they died were going to be severely disappointed in the black void and nothingness that came after you died. One didn't think or feel or have hopes, wishes, dreams, or anything like that. There was just nothing and you were a part of it.
For one brief moment Hesper was a part of that nothingness. Part of that endless black void that so many people feared and did not want to go into. That endless void that was where everyone went no matter what you were or what you believed you ended up there. Only you didn't know it. You never knew what you were a part of because once your body stopped drawing in air, once blood stopped flowing through your veins that was it, you stopped being. It was a sobering thought and one if Hesper was capable of thinking much of anything would have dwelled on but as it was thought wasn't something that came to her straight away.
One moment she was kneeling, her eyes closed and her hands fisted tightly at her side, Sirius and everything that with him and them the last thought that went through her head and in the next moment it was cold, cool and everything sounded muffled, distant and the first thing she realized was that she was no longer kneeling but rather lying down on what felt like a metal table.
Instantly her brain shot into action a thousand, million different thoughts all racing through her brain as her body tried to process everything. She hurt everywhere, the pain radiating from the tips of her hair down to the tips of her toes and it felt like someone had stuck her in Antarctica. before she could even process another thought her eyes flew open, bright lights blinding her and causing her eyes to slam shut once more as her body tried to curl in on itself and a hoarse left her, pain shooting through her even more as the sound felt like a thousand knives were cutting into her throat. Unaware of anyone else in the room she curled in on herself as best she could, her body trying to protest the movement but she didn't care. All that mattered was protecting herself, getting the pain to stop and a single name that crossed her lips. A single name and the only thought she could process at that moment.