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I named this dream I AM DYING
After a momentary black-out for some unknown reasons, I realized meself was trapped inside a glass-wall room. Confusingly probed into the space outside the wall through glass, my eyes could capture nothing but the thin mist swirling above the floor, and lurking behind it, loomed the steel-made machines that i might accociated with human-body-experiment only seen in the scientific fiction film involing Aliens & UFO. In absolute solitude and emptiness, though my hands & feet were set free, they seemed unwilling to make even an inch of movement, since I had to first figure out where I was, how I came, and what I was doing here.
Looking around again, nothing else besides the inanimate machines being found. Lowerd my head and thought hard, so hard that my head throbed, but not a thread of clue was registered. “Hello,” I asked, and apparentely there was no response beyond the echo itself. “Am not afraid, and am gona to work it out”, comforted myself. Before my brain started to thinking, a subtle noise sneaked in, which was generated from the flowing of some black thick liquid from under one side of the glass-wall, and evidently, the pitch-like liquid had nowhere else to go. “Hello, somebody help me out please” sensed the danger, I cried out hysterically, but no sound came out from the dead silence.
Scared with panic, I shuddered at the scene as the Pitch gradually swollowed my feet, my knees, then my waist. Growing fast and fast, the liquid reached my shoulder and I could feel the suffocating dull ache in my chest by now.
“The Pitch Is Going To Kill Me”, I stuggled desperately in vainness as my body started sinking. Panic with helpless, I cried out over and over again “Let me out”……by this time, the black thick liquid had arrived at my neck, heavy enough to cut off my breath.
“I was about to be drowned”. No, there must be a way out, coz am not ready to die yet! And this had to be stopped!
“NO, NO” suddently a yell bursted from my own chest even before thought I could have managed to do it, then woke up in sweat and horror, my body still trembling. Slowly opened my eyes, luckily, found me intact on my bed, and pinched myself. “Ouch”, it hurts, so am indeed alive. What a relief!
It was just my horrible dream last night, and I never died in my dreams!
不知发表在这里是否合适,但又一想JUST CHAT means the subjects are not restricted to certain areas, besides, it would be too lonely if it were only 飘逸的花瓣 and 未飘落的雪 sticking around. Free to talk and make this salon more attractive.
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