~5~
Im dead, thought Luke. Im dead, Im dead, Im dead. . .
The world was swirled in a mix of light blue and white. The entrancing amalgam of colors was beautiful, but confusing. . . his head was spinning, the blood rushing to his brain. . .
He was lying on a bed of soft grass, staring up at the sky. Sitting up, he realized that he was in one of the open fields near Henesys. Small wildlife scurried through the tall blades, rushing for the safety of their homes. He perceived a soft swish swish moving through the field, coming closer and closer. . .