Four Days Till Tomorrow
an excerpt

In a void of timeless and formless nothing an awareness flared into being. At first it was aware of very little other than a flood of stimulus, an unending barrage of sensation and information without sense and without relief. After an unknowable amount of time this awareness, which has no name yet just the designation BC105674S05 though it was still unable to know that, began to understand that in order to be under this kind of attack it must have some sort of self. With self came place and the awareness became the center of everything at which this inexplicable stream was directed.