Excerpt: The Dream Beneath

I can’t breathe as my body contorts with pain as if a gust of wind blew right through me, dripping with pain of feeling. My lungs collapse and I’m suffocating, the muted gray rolling about me. I’m tumbling, spinning, my arms and legs beginning to feel numb again. I try to utter words but I hear nothing and my mouth swallows the words in an attempt to grasp a bit of air for my dying cells. My head fells heavy and bricks are pounding on my body. They’re building a wall on top of me, squeezing any breathe out of me.

It hurts. Every inch being ripped and torn apart like a meat grinder. I’m being compacted at all angles. My hands desperately reach out, trying to find something to grab on to. Their search is frantic and haphazard, until they close around a strong hand that jungles a sense in my mind.

The hand grips mine tightly, yanking me out of the bricks, and my breathe returns.