Gasping for air, I woke up confused and dumbstruck. Its was pitch black with only a ray of light piercing through the object I was trapped in. But the ray of light started to fade and would soon be no more. Struggling and screaming like a banshee, I tried to remove myself from this hell.
Tossing. Turning. The deafening silence started to make my mind go wild –Blank—my mind went blank as I realized I was in a bed for the dead who are in another place like heaven and hell. But me, I could be in any other pace then here, just in a box full of fears.
The light that caressed my skin was fading because the grains of the earth were being forced to act like sheets over me.” WHY! Why is this happening to me? Is this a dream?”, I questioned myself. The questions kept on running through my mind I needed to be answered quickly.
Someone was burying me, I looked through any little crevice I could find…it…it wasn’t someone it was some THING! Definitely not human more like a-.
BOOM! No light was in sight anymore. All I could do was hear the sound of the earth hitting the coffin and I knew each sound was opening a door closer to my death. I was not ready to share a home with the worms enjoying the richness of the soil.
The enclosing box reduced the oxygen which was the only thing that was keeping me alive and only holding my life by a thread. There was a shrill noise that traveled through the soil and entered my ears making me groan in pain. I realized that something had started to dig me out of the hell hole but could not hear what was happening because of the ringing of my ears due to the after math of the mysterious noise. I splayed my hands against the coffin door ready to push, but then the door swung open and…
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