Beyond the White Wall of Dread (Part 2)

At once, a transmutation of focus took custody of My blurred vision. I found Myself vis-à-vis another mysterious entity. She was sitting casually, legs crossed, gaze transfixed on Me.

The funereal fears that possessed My chest cavity were gone, but I still felt an apprehensive grip on the rest of My body.

"Do not be afraid, I am your guardian angel. I have come to give you strength."

The message was communicated telepathically, without a linear structure, but with an undulating force and energy that reverberated through My lifeblood, with crystalline clarity.

Her words were reassuring and warm, unlike the words from My previous encounter.

She led Me to a bed of bougainvilleas, where I could rest My depleted spirit. I closed My bloated eyes, and I could feel the grotesque weight loosening its clutch around My chest as She tucked Me in.

The shallow breaths dissolved and were replaced by the vitality and sustenance of divine symbiosis.

I was asleep, finally.