Hello, it's you.
Standing with your long, dark dress
Twirling around slowly, as if flaunting
Urging me to come closer
The graceful circling movement
Slowly hypnotizing me
Am I awake?
Or,
More importantly,
How did I end up here?

You walk closer, each step echoing in the dark abyss below
Walking on a deteriorating wooden floor
With each step creaking
Ready to break
Ready to fall
Ready to take me with you
Stepping closer
Stepping
Closer
Clo--

I wake up, surrounded by four white corners.
The only sound I hear is my exasperated breathing
Along with the constant beeping beside me

Not today, friend. Not today.