Dark, black smoke,
Shadows my sight,
I no longer trust what I see,
As the fog grows thicker,
And the Darkness Descends,
My vision distorts,
Suddenly I am aware,
Of a great pressure,
Crushing down on my head,
The pain is unbearable,
All of this,
In the space of a second,
And then...
Unconsciousness claims me,
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