The darkness is right in front of me, beckoning me forward with a wave of it's hand.

I take an uncertain step forward, where my feet barely leave the ground.

Now both hands are waving me toward it.

And I take another uncertain step.

The darkness is right in front of me, so close that I can feel it's breath.

An uncertain step I take, closer to the darkness.

My hair blows behind me from the breath of the darkness.

And I take another uncertain step.

The darkness is right in front of me, and with an outstretched hand, I can feel it's fingers.

They are travelling up and down my bare arm.

It is getting harder to resist.

And I take another uncertain step.

The darkness is right in front of me, and I can taste the bitterness of it.

My feet take two steps forward, and I am unable to control it now.

My feet keep moving in small, baby steps,

One foot in front of the other.

And I take another involuntary step.

I can hear the darkness, now.

It says "Come to me," and I listen.

The steps I take are quicker, now, faster.

I try to hold back, but unsuccessfully so.

I am only a couple steps away from the darkness,

When my feet are forced to stop moving.

My body keeps trying to take another step, but it is like there is an invisible wall.

When I take my next unsuccessful step, I am suddenly overwhelmed.

I can see the darkness.

I can feel the darkness.

I can taste the darkness.

I can hear the darkness.

Everything at once.

Suddenly, the invisible wall disappears,

And I fall into an endless void

Of darkness.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.