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Place withheld · 2011-03-21 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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nother weird dream i had Entrance to a new world The sound of death. Your insides clench as your lungs try and produce and last breath of air left in them. You are almost litterally frozen to a point where you cannot feel the coldness anymore. Unfortunatley you never reach this point. Your cold dark, and most of all alone. Nothing from your old world mattters any more. Who you were their has no meaning to who you are now. Your alone You become engulfed in a sea of darkness as you feel your bones shake and your eyes widen. The feeling of millions of tiny needles poking your skin trying to tatoo you. You are unsure if you even have a body anymore, you are left alone with your thoughts. As you sink deeper and deeper into pitch black darkness, you begin gasping for air. Your eyeballs feel as if their ready to pop out, your spirit, aganoy tatooed all over it. You are sure your dead now, sure you have drowned because you feel a warmth. I feeling of hope. As this warm feeling grows onto you, you do not <PERSON> that your still in pitch black darkness and alone, you focus on th warmth. Then you notice a change, you now feel slightley warmer. Minutes go by, and now you are breaking a sweat. Your heart begins to race, that feeling of warmth has now turned into a feeling of anxietey and panick. As you sweat more and more you begin to feel hotter and hotter. You sink deeper and grow hotter and hotter, until swear is pouring out of your spirit. You begin to gasp for air as you stare into the red and yellow glow of the fire, and breathe in the repulsive smell of burning flesh. Your skin feels as if it is being ripped off of you by hooks. Your eyeballs have never been so dry in their life as you burn, slowley, falling, driifting, Deeper, dirtier, into, a dark, dark, solitary, pit. The last thought that goes through your head is, "I am Dead,"

 

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