I'm falling so fast that I can't make out the shapes that are whizzing past me. I don't know why I'm falling. I didn't jump, I wasn't pushed, I just started out this way; just falling way too fast. The worst part isn't that I'm falling; it isn't even that I can't find anything to grab onto. The worst part is, is that no one is there to catch me, not even Sahariel. That's the most frightening part. I'm by myself. I don't know if I hit the ground in my dream. I wake up panting and covered in sweat, my heart pounding out a disjointed rhythm so loud it makes my ears hurt and my mind race about whether I remembered my pill. I don't like this dream. It frightens me too much. I started having this dream a few days after I ordered Sahariel to stop following me. I've had this dream every night since then. Every night for two weeks. After I wake up from it, I can't go back to sleep. I'm too scared and alone. I haven't slept that much and now I look like crap. The little red numbers on the clock next to the bed mock me as they tell me the time.
