I heard, "Now count backwards."
and I started to say...
"five, four, thr........"
My eyes grew heavy and heavier.
I crossed over to a borderless field.
A glimpse of white expanse
that swept me swiftly into a vortex,
flooded with garbled sounds,
voices echo,
reverberate,
into dead silence.
A total blackout...
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