Impaired judgement led me to an abyss, where a witch attacked me unsuspiciously. I'm blinded and weaken to the extend my knees give way even to mere walking. My only hope was a four leave clover that was missing from my pocket. The time in my watch stopped, the cigarette I was smoking had burnt out, the hopes of leaving the abyss was diminishing. I gave a try for a final surge of energy and started dashing. A blackout, a shiny light and a familiar sound.

Trembling in sweat, I realised I just woke up from my dream. Probably, it felt too real to be a dream.

imissyou, badly.