My mind is drifting, a leaf floating down a river. A certain flow, slow but never stopping. The sounds of nature whisper around me. If I listen to the wind I can almost understand it. The cold wind flowing over my lifeless body. It is almost freezing, ice cold. But it is not snowing. But I'm not shivering. Something is wrong. The soft grassy dirt which I lay on is not the hard rotting wood floor l layed on before I was here.
It's quiet, the calm lullaby the wind was singing to me difted away. The silence is haunting me more than anything I have heard durring this trance. I try to open my eyes and it's like a lock on my eyelids. It's tasking at best. My eyes have began to open, like the sun raising on a night of mischief and madress, you're glad it's there but the light may reveal things best left in the dark. But there was no light. My eyes are almost completely open but my vision is not clear. All I see is darkness. It looks like I never opened my eyes at I dead? No, I was alive. My vision improves as the details of my suroundings. The trees above me are twisted and almost leafless. The branches are thin and sharp, like hell's lightning. Despite not having almost any leafs at all I cannot see the sky, all I see is grey but I cannot tell if it's the clouds rolling over. The grey had no definite features, no lines, no tones, it wasn't the grey fluffy clouds that Heaven was made of.
I am completely wake. My vision is as clear as a crisp spring morning. I can see the water dripping from the branch above me. I try to move but my body aches with every movement. I was as stiff as a corpse. I use all of my energy I gained from falling a sleep to pull my body up. I look forward and see trees all around me, similar to the one above me. It seems like they went forever in every direction. I bring myself to by feet. My body feels heavy and lifeless. But I manage to get take my first step but it felt like walking in a suit of armor. I felt like I was moving a soulless body. The walking dead. But I tooe my second step, than my third step and all of a sudden I was in a run. I felt free. But where was I run to, or what was I running from? Where ever I go, it will better than this hell I woke up in.