• The wind was calling out to me. I could hear its ominous cry, its chilling voice that whispered to me. Its soft, yet desperate tone seemed to pull me further and further away from reality into a sea of memories. However, before I could cherish them, they quickly drained away and I was left with nothing but a body. My soul was long gone, drifting somewhere never to be found. I felt vulnerable and bare, yet fresh and complete. Despite forgetting about all of my dreams and accomplishments, I was satisfied because all of my worries, the things that brought me pain, have vanished. Still, I was not free. Loneliness swept upon me, taking over me like a disease. Suddenly, I stopped drifting and fell a seemingly endless fall...