Green. Suddenly everything went green. An emerald haze that surrounded my body and belted my soul like algae in the sea. A lime mist that wasn't cold, yet it wasn't warm, either. Like smoke it forced itself into my lungs, very slowly, gently almost, gradually kissing every single one of my alveolae with its bilious touch. I could feel it inside of me, the invisible hand that was chocking me from within, denying me to breathe, compelling me to surrender. Yet I knew, it wasn't really there. None of this was real. I was stuck, somewhere, lying here on the hard, dark ground, covered in green. I couldn't open my eyes, yet I knew, by the smell of it, by the taste of it, the smoke had the color of nightshade, just as green and just as wicked. The pain inside of my chest increased slowly yet steadly, the fog delicately scratching the inner of my skin. Like the result of a thousand paper cuts I began to feel the burn. I couldn't open my mouth to release the scream but when my good hand clenched into a fist I felt cold blood running down my palm when the nails of my fingers drilled into the tight skin of my hand. I wanted to run, yet the muscles of my body remained still. I was helpless, at the mercy of the green flames. These were my last breaths for the suffocating smoke forbade my lungs to work and I felt the haze reaching my mind. It clouded my head, dimming my senses and blurring my consciousness; denying me to stay yet declining me to go. I would be stuck here forever, but I wouldn't really be here. Caught inbetween, I would just remain. Right when my lungs released my last exhale, though, I felt the warmth of a lucency, a white cloud as radiant as the sun, coming closer to me, heating me with its pale rays. It tenderly covered my whole body as if it was trying to protect me from the evil green and as it came closer to my face, I felt the warmth almost touching my mouth, resting for a moment in the air that filled the gap between my skin and its own self. And then, like a sudden rush, the white cloud kissed my lips, making them glow with a bright light that traveled through me like a white wave, ejecting every bit of the wicked smoke out of my body and released me from its pains.