Thoughts and memories begin to swirl together, I am so tired I dont know whats real and whats not. And I begin to reach farther and farther finally beginning to fall forward unable to grasp. I keep falling and falling, falling into an endless pit, a black hole. I feel that there is no bottom to this pit, I am going to fall forever. I am reaching out for something, anything to keep me from falling for eternity.
Finally after what seemed like forever of falling I landed on a soft ground. As I begin to stand the ground starts moving beneath my feet. I am now struggling to keep my balance, I do not want to fall. I begin to scream for help, I open my mouth, but there is no sound. I have gone mute. I try whistling, kicking, swinging my arms, but nothing. I can get no help.
Out of the blackness I hear this high pitched screeching, like nails on a chalkboard. These black winged creatures start flying at me, attempting to peck at my face until there is nothing left of it. I am scared, do not know what to do. I need help but am unable to call out for it.
suddenly the ground stops moving and opens up beneath me, I start falling again. Falling farther into the abyss. There is no end, I am getting more afraid by the minute. Finally I am able to open my mouth and sound comes out. I begin calling for help and I hear this voice calling back to me. It is saying that the falling is continuous for all eternity, unless I can figure out a way to help myself.
Suddenly my eyes open, I am drenched with sweat, scared. I realize it was all a dream, or was it? It is black all around me as I begin to fall again.