I sank into the pitch dark deep black tunnel, with the unknown faceless faces lined, into the depth with outstretched hands, unstoppable pulled by the unknown force. Abruptly, the tunnel ends, the decent stopped, I float. From the brightness emerges, a familiar face, the delicate hand stretched. The silent body broke into a spasm of shudders, the first sign of life, followed by erratic breath, the beeping sound, the eyes dilated, the nose flared, the lips apart, the body shuddering in slow gasps, the trance broke .. the sweat broke, the eyes opened, the breathing getting normal, the beeps no longer erratic, a sigh, The heavy lids fluttered, the lined white and green ghosts, the heavy head, leaded limbs, panic broke, .. the head fell back, the blackness back.
The angel in white is back, the face back, the caressing hands on the face, ah at last .. the dry red crackling lips say . . . .
