I do not open my mouth, perhaps afraid that the Emptiness will get inside and slowly kill me. But what is there to be afraid of? Maybe in death I will have a chance at being finally free; spreading my wings and flying, forever in happiness.
Over the horizon I see a great black wave. Yes, I think to myself. It is time I played by my own rules. I face the sky and smile. It is a smile of bliss, of finality. I open my mouth and close my eyes, maybe for last time.
The Emptiness rushes at me as one and I feel my body being tossed up into the sky like a doll, broken beyond recognition. I land hard and slump onto the ground. Then everything turns black. I have escaped.