Falling Asleep
Ch.1
A sharp sting just clanged deep from within my body, in my lower left side, resounding like a gong. I have frozen in mid-step because this pain is too unbearable to move through. Freezing is a reaction so primitive, but so instinctive. I cannot scream, because I cannot breath. What began as a sharp poke has now began groaning into a explosive corrosion of my internal body, so it feels. I am silence, as I stand, eyes wide mouth shut. Impatiently, I am frozen stoically watching seconds pass on this dark woody trail. swiftly my eyes are cascading quickly across the landscape looking for a remedy, but all that I see in these dark woods are tall pines, a neatly groomed dirt trail that I am standing on and my frosty breath in the quietly chilled night air. I am alone, in that, I am alone with no one to call out too or tell of this sudden onset of agony. Me realizing my solitude has taken my mind from the pain for a number of brief seconds realizing I have no one to tell of this agony has reminded me of the agony once again. Suddenly, like day and night, just as soon as the pain started, it has ceased. With the pain gone I quickly built up the courage to move from my frozen state; suddenly it felt like needles shot from my kidneys to my spine once again, feelings of white hot magma sploshing around on my internals made me beg for mercy, deep groans of mercy erupted from my chest. None heard me wail, because the wilderness was thick. My heavy groaning and this deathly torture caused me to become intensely light-headed, and nauseous. Has somebody poisoned me? It feels like my chest is beginning to lock up, as if there is a steal wall around my lungs preventing me from breathing. I can‘t recall what the poison could have been because I‘m too in pain too think strait. As my almost whispering calls grew mute, I am sinking to the ground. I tried to fight for my balance but gravity has won. Now laying on my face I clenched the pine needles that lay on the ground in front of me, hoping for salvation, there is nothing.
A heavy numbness begins consuming me as I lay on the source of the pain. The added pressure of my weight allows me to feel the percussive beating of my heart trying to circulate blood to the internal oddity. The pain is steadily waning, but I can not move even with the recovery of the homeostasis. My body is becoming heavier with each continual exhale. In my prostrate position I feel the soft forest floor and can almost taste the sweet smell of the pine, yet I am unable to respond or move. Mentally I am completely aware of my surrounding and the current situation, although I have lost physical touch with my motor skills. A complete physical paralysis has over-taken me. “Move Christian, move! Hands, feet, knee, MOVE!” I thought, I was screaming it in my mind trying to get my body to respond. Nothing. I am still laying baron on the ground. The pain had now died down quietly, but the heavy paralysis is now consuming me, I felt as if I were growing heavier and sinking into the ground. My body was slowly shifting. First my feet began to drag downward, pushed hard into the ground. My heart leaped as I realized my body was receiving consciousness. The movement crawled toward my knees and then up my thighs, as I felt my jeans bunch up toward my crotch. “I’m sin..sinking!” I screamed in a thought! The dirt of the earth made its way up my stomach while my shirt rolled up because of the reverse friction and my assumptions were verified. I could feel the cold night ground scratching at my ankles as my jeans receded toward my knees. I began to feel sick realizing I was being pulled into the ground my some unknown force against my will. I began trying to resist but my efforts were futile, I could not move! My lower half was now almost completely engulfed by dirt as the ground began to consume me.
I can hear my heart beating, faster and faster, a rapid tribal beat..
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