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Hurtling back into my body I awaken!

Crumpled and bloody in an enshrouded wood

Damp earth reeks and invades my nostrils

Fear enters my body

I see someone there and I cannot move

A pallid face above my own grinning

Foreshadowing Death?

Or perhaps simply mocking me

Anger girds my chest

Pumping blood to my appendages

Mobility restored I lash out at the face

Which crumbles into a dust

A fine dust which, breathing heavily, I inhale.

Again I awaken

Gasping for air and gripping my chest

For an instant that pallid, loathesome face is visible

Mocking me

Hovering above me.