The Escape: Fall

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Jolts of electricity and light seems travel to from my fingers to rest of my body as the strong winds brushes past my long black hair which I haven't cut off in years.

'Years had passed!'

My subconscious is telling that.

Celestial rosy clouds brush past me as I descend uncontrollably into an abyss. It was an old hospital room wherein a scrawny patient whose body is connected to numerous medical devices lies. It's me.

I finally know what's happening. I'm falling, about to crash into the reality I've escaped from. Ancient whispers resounds behind me but reality awaits ahead.

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