Into The Dark

The sun is high, beating down on me. I’m sure I’ll get a heat stroke if I don’t hurry home and get out of this heat. As I’m walking briskly up the sidewalk. Suddenly my surroundings seem to have started taking on a grayish hue. It’s only noon but it seems to be getting darker with each step.

I stop.

I’m looking to all around me. I turn to look behind me. Everything before is a dull faint color seemingly overcome with the darkened gray you would see as dusk gives way to night. The darkened gray becomes grayer with each passing moment. I feel confused. My heart is pounding in my chest. Why is this happening? For that matter, what is happening?

Am I going blind? I’m scared.

It’s seems darker ahead of me. It’s light dark on either side of me, and in back of me is pure sunlight. It’s like I’m standing right on the time line’s edge between day and night. I want to turn and go back to the light but I can’t. The darkness is pulling on me. I have no choice but to turn and keep walking into the dark. And all the while, I’m hoping deep within me that this is all just a dream. I look straight ahead and my breath is suddenly caught in my throat and I feel as if my heart stopped beating for just a moment. I’m in shock of what I see before me. Nothing. I see nothing before me. Pitch black. Darkness. The kind darkness you would see with your eyes opened in a dark room with no windows or light source. A sudden feeling of claustrophobia comes over me. Once again I try but I can’t get back into the light. I’m trapped. Ensnared. The darkness is all around me and can feel the weight of it. Vertigo overtakes me, and I suddenly feel like I’m falling. I’m waiting to hit the pavement, but I don’t.

Fear! Anxiety!

I’m falling and I just keep falling into the abyss. Or am I floating? My senses are confused. My heart is beating fiercely. I can hear my blood rushing in my ears like a violent river. I want to call out, but my voice is refusing to sound.

A sensation of coolness has surrounded me. Water? I’m able to right myself. And I’m moving about as if swimming, but the coolness I feel doesn’t seem too light to be water. I don’t feel wet. I’ve managed to turn myself around. Off in the distance, I notice something. A soft glow. A pale yellowish light. It’s like I’m seeing a very dim light shining behind perhaps, a yellow curtain. I’m trying to move to that glow. I try to move as if swimming, but I don’t seem to be moving. After a moment, stop and just relax my body.

Wait. I feel like I’m being pulled. I feel pressure as if someone has their hand on my chest and I’m floating on my back, being guided toward that yellowish glow. The tint of yellow starts to become brighter, losing it’s tint as I move closer to it and I no longer have the sensation of water around me. I feel now like I’m laying on a hard surface. I can stand up now and as I do, the yellowish light suddenly surrounds me, and I can feel its warmth. Just as the darkness before, I’m feeling compelled to move toward that yellow light. It envelopes me more as I move toward it. I no longer feel like I’m floating, but I’m laying on a solid surface. I am comfortable now; the darkness is fading to pure white all around me. I’m sure it’s just my eyes trying to adjust to the sudden light change. I close my eyes tightly for a moment.

I open them.

The ceiling comes into view, I’m laying on my back. Slowly I view my surroundings as my head clears and I’m fully aware. The only light is the dimly lit light coming from the kitchen. The experience was all just a dream. A weird and unusual dream, like something you’d experience in the Twilight Zone.

Looking to my right, my fiancée is asleep, glasses on and iPad loosely in hand. Taking the iPad from her hand I noticed the time. It’s 4am. Gently, I remove her glasses. Her eyes open half way but close, drifting back into her slumber. I lay down and try to relax. But my mind wants to remember that dream. To go back Into the Dark.

This dream is not over.