There is a cloth over my face, I feel like I can’t move even though I am not tied. I feel an enormous pressure. I can tell I’m being carried, it feels like it’s been for hours and hours. I can’t hear anything except the steps of whatever is carrying me….I want to struggle and move but I can’t even wiggle a finger. Finally the steps stop, I feel myself being raised up, high, and a terrifying fear overwhelms me as I feel myself being dropped….
I’m falling, the cloth still over my head, still unable to move. I feel myself start bouncing against some type of tight surrounding wall; whatever I’m falling down is narrow, cold, and hard. I feel my arms and sides being torn to shreds as I bounce around, back and forth, and down and down; blinding rough pain…seems like forever….Not understanding what is happening is paralyzingly in itself…
Just as I thought I may go crazy from the unknown I feel my feet touch water….and submerging and splashing down and back up, I realized where I am…I keep trying to move anything, a finger, my mouth…anything as I sink down and down and down….
© 2017 Mj Gale