The watch lay on the desk ticking, just ticking..... It was as if the room was shrinking in on me as I stared at the watch. The light spiralled around it, not noticing me, as I marvelled at this world.
My thoughts remained peaceful and hazy as if I was dreaming.
I felt I as forgetting something, that I should be waking up now, it was too perfect. It had to be a dream.
As if Fate was answering me the walls began to shrink faster, hitting my sides and crushing my ribs. The light that had seemed so perfect was now a snake coiling itself around my neck.
But the watch was still ticking. Its simple existence not interrupted by the changes that had altered this world.
So, foolishly I clung to its sound the only remaining part of the peaceful world I had built. I blocked out everything else, ignoring the pain of my life slipping away.
I let it fill my mind and shield my senses and with a thud I hit the ground.
I smiled as I opened my eyes to the place where I had begum my ritual, I had broken free. My eyes were now open to a world that forbid me to enter.