There's a man in the distance beckoning me. I look to my peers but they cannot see. I've been chosen by the hooded he. Dressed in all black, dark as can be. I get up and follow, leave all behind. They holler to me "It's all in your mind!" That's fine with me for I am so sure. I've always known there's something more. He takes me away from familiar place. Garments of night cover his face. We soar through skies, I feel no fear. At least I shall be far from here.