There was a lot of trees.
Flowers of different kinds.
The appetite of searching for something is unbearable.
The question of existence is inevitable.
What am I doing here?
Who am I?
Questions followed when the sky began to dim abruplty.
The trees became withered and the flowers died.
What just happened? What is happening?
Now, the ground began shaking.
Slowly and slowly it stopped.
Confusion of mind is intolerable.
Again, what is happening?
I'm hearing voices from the distance.
"Max! Max! Watch out!"
I stared at the direction where the voice was coming.
Then suddenly, it stopped.
From a distance I saw rocks, big rocks, coming toward me.
I lifted my hands to stop it.
But it's not working.
Around three seconds it will hit me.
Three.
I closed my eyes and wished it to stop.
Two.
I exerted force on my hands.
One.
The rocks hit my hands... but why am I not hurt?
Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw all the big rocks, became one big round pile of rocks, sticked in my hands.
Wait, wüt?
Then I put my hands down, in confusion, and all the rocks fell down.
Now my mind is littered.
I, too, fell down on my knees - tired.
"Max! Max!"
Once again, I heard voices. Calling someone named Max.
Am I Max? Is that my name?
"MAX! MAX! Wake up!"
Wake up? Am I sleeping?
Wait, is this a dream? Am I in a dream?
I feel hopeless.
I feel empty.
I feel - alone.
Help me.
Someone, please.
Help.
I tried to keep my eyes open, but slowly I blacked-out.
Goodbye.
