Chapter 2.

He starts walking back to the car when notices (he) its quiet.
Not even the buzzer sound of a darkly bug.Nothing's here anymore.

"Where am I?"

Its an abyss, everything vanishes.
Its dark white and beneath yellow.
Its moving, its sand, thin yellow sand.
Sleeps.Lies Down.Dreaming (HE).

Its Light.Or day.
Am wearing clothes.Yellow, Blue, Weird.
I have a cross on my neck.
I can only think of such words a brilliant writer would only feed his cat.Great.
Am alone, there's a sun. He's orange.
I can only remember the bitter taste of tobacco.My mouth is dry.Could i have some water?

When suddenly, as you wouldn't know a man appears.
Owl eyes are dazing (mine).
Old perhaps, cant tell, scarred, wears brown, torn clothes.
He seems like sprites, rectangular at the beginning.
I focus.
I can see a beard. I cant breathe. I fall.
Last thing i lose is my sound.

[to be continued]