Dream World

I slowly drift in and out of sleep as obfuscated images dance in and out of focus. I find myself falling farther and farther into the darkness of oblivion where nothing is limited. How long will it last? I never know. Time appears to extend beyond all dimensions. The interstice between reality and fabrication widens, and out of the darkness a dim light forms. Objects begin materializing from beyond the ghostly shadows, and a vast new world is created.

Looming in the infinite mist, a girl is inscribed in a desolate chamber. The walls consist of eternal night, and the flames of hell consume her. Her auburn hair is seared in the fire, and the blood pulsing through her veins begins to boil. I stood frozen on the fringe of the mist, unable to move my arms and legs. I looked down expecting to see a thousand pound weight tied to each of my limbs, but when I glanced...nothing. Fear threaded its ropes of uncertainty and caution throughout my body leaving me immobile. At this point, I could do nothing but watch and listen. The conflagration engulfed her body, and ate at her soul like a pack of famished wolves. Her shrill cries resounded off the walls, but the fire only grew hotter and more ferocious. A roar of relentless shrieks, screams, and yells (most of which weren't even hers and sounded as if they couldn't possibly belong to anything human) crashed into me like that of a raging sea against the jagged cliffs and rocks barricading it in. The world around me began to convulse, and then that's when it happened. It vanished...no light...no fire...no sound...only the feeling of complete nothingness.

The naught continued for what seemed like an eternity. Was I floating in midair? My entire body was consumed by ambiv...

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...end of my bed, and my pillows were scattered along the floor. Hot streams of water trickled down my cheeks. It had seemed so real. I could still feel the ghastly heat rolling off of the flames that consumed the young girl. I could still sense the complete nothingness that lingered in the room, and the horrendous sound that those demonic creatures made still seemed to pull at me, as if they had been hunting for me. Confusion over-whelmed me as I pulled the warmth of the blankets back over my body. I slowly calmed myself down, and exhaustion captivated me once again. There was no escaping.

I closed my eyes and began to slip away...slip away to an unknown world, where boundaries don't exist and anything is possible. My thoughts fabricate a world--a world that never lets go. Vague images dance in and out of focus until I fall...fall into a world of chaos.