Standing in a field that stretched in all directions there was nothingness. In the distance she could see a figure with no face. A black robe draped across the full length of their body, and the absence of expression across the void. A tall ivory tree began to grow behind him. Its limbs twisted as it rises from the ground. With each turn shrieks escaped from its tightening limbs.

Silent echoes stirred in the emptiness as it spoke to her, now drawing her in the direction of the figure and tree. She refuses to surrender her body, but it moves of its own volition. As the distance disappeared between, the tree began to stretch further and further to the sky, expanding, and contracting. Contorted gaping faces are pulled from the creases of the tree while it turned. Booms bursts of stars rumble above leaving gold dust to collect into rivers of light, flowing into the mouths that cover the trees.

The tepid calm surrounds her as everything moved in unison like waves. The soft blades of grass beneath her feet gently trembled as if a restless giant slept below. With each step, the sky became more violent. The limb began to crack as the dust engulfed the faces, shrieking loudly before deafening cries moved from the many faces of the tree. As the distance was quickly devoured the burning in her soul wildly weeps awakening her soul. With every intention of running away her body continued to draw closer still. Until she was in front of the haunting figure.

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Its vacant expression, no eyes or mouth stood in front of her. Her mind made every attempt to escape as the burning sensation reigning over her. Slowly the figure extended a hand, rolling a fist towards her. One by one his fingers peeled back with a snap, before revealing an exposed empty palm. As her eyes slowly moved to meet the gaze of a sunken eyed stare. The corners of a mouth curling inward. Stretching the surface of its face pulling against the outline of teeth beneath, before creating a space between a gaping hole. Before confronting the unimaginable horrors that would surely come from the figure, she was thrust from the discomfort that gripped her so tightly, and slowly drifted from herself to consciousness to be forgotten when she woke.