Mind Storm

I open my eyes and see myself propped up in my bed. My eyes try to focus on the faintly lit display in the otherwise darkened room. The white light actually makes it look eerie. Why am I looking at myself? My head sways to the side. Red walls, yellow shades, somewhere a dim light – a fading inferno. And behind the haze there is white light. Yes, somewhere in the distance is alternate reality. In the room again, only this time there are things in the dark – the terminal only lights a corner of the room, it’s merely a light highlighting me. I think they see me. Another flash! Its darker, there is no light yet I see old severed trees all around me. Trapped inside a sinister forest, something bad happened here. Blood splatters across the picture. A flicker and its my room again, my eyes, wide open, dart around only to find another pair. There’s no face only two vengeful, angry eyes, red as ember. Startled and suddenly everything around me bursts into flames. The eyes disappear but somewhere I saw, somewhere I felt a dark cloak disappearing behind a scurrying figure. The flames vanish as abruptly as they had come. It’s cold, it is very very cold. Where am I? What is dream and what is real? Did I wake up when I was dozing, or did I doze off when I was awake? I can’t say, I can’t tell. My leg twitch at the knee, I start drowning in numbness. I try looking around but can’t anymore. My head feels warm and suddenly I am gone.