You look to the swirling void overhead and watch as another dot of light of light is stretched as it pulled into the center where it is snuffed out. And another. Your gaze drops to the horizon where you spot a light, bigger and better defined than the others, it has a vague human like outline. It is paused above the horizon and it feels like the vortex is aiming for it and approaches in order to get the figure into it's field of gravity, to bring it in. It does and the light is lifted, almost with a jump, from the horizon and begins its twisting ascent into the sky, towards its ultimate ending. Even lacking in eyes or face, the vortex seems to spot you and draws closer.

The rational part of your mind is tells you that you should be experience complete terror at the idea of being drawn into the abyss but you're not. Your palm hurts, you knee feels scraped, and your head is pounding but you're not scared. Nor are you curious. You're just waiting but you don't have to wait long. It is silent when arrives, no rush or roar of wind, and you find yourself springing from the grayed surface of the earth towards. You are not eager, it just feels as something you must do. Deep into the darkness you are drawn, empty, quiet, emotionless. The light fades and your thoughts cease. br>
There is nothing