I felt something wet touch my upper lip. Raindrops? No, certainly not.
Where am I? I thought to myself as my eyes got accustomed to the darkness around me.
Touch. I felt around me and the space in which I was in was just as wide as I could stretch my arms. What’s this place? Why was I seated here? I wiped my hands against my nose, ah yes – that’s where the wet substance was coming from. Blood?
I couldn’t breathe . The space was getting smaller by the minute. Call for help my brain said. That was when I realized I was mute.
Who’d help me ?
Sleep. Close your eyes. You can’t possibly scream because you can’t talk. Sleep. It’d probably go away if you sleep.
Water. Why was I wet all over?
I was still in that space. It seemed to have stopped closing in on me. There was still blood in my nose.
I’m awake. It was just another nightmare.
I touch my nose and I can feel blood.