Once i hear a sound. Next, i smell a warm summer breeze. Third, i feel the grass under my feet. Fourth, i taste the ice cold ice cream on my tongue. Last, i feel a terrible feeling like something or someone is out to kill me, like i am being haunted by something unwanted. There is a twist in my stomach that is so painful that i start to faint even as i paint this story of fear. There is a smear in my eyes as i start to cry. I find a dead carcass by my side. I lay and sigh. There is a presence it is not an ordinary presence, but unusual. It is like a spirit is about to possess my soul. The words from a demon from the underworld is calling for me to give in to the evil. This will not happen because the fear and words from my soul have managed to vanish.