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Running, I can feel something urgent is looming in front of me. The passage is dull silver with a grey roof running above. My steps land quickly with a harsh surgical sound. “The mud... The mud... The mud...� I whisper to myself over & over under my breath. I can see something at the end. It’s a giant blue daisy & its spinning. It comes into view but doesn’t seem to get any closer? I frown & look closer at the passage sweeping my gaze around as I run along. Then, I stop. There are tiny patterns in the walls. I lean closer to take a look. They are perfect little shapes in the form of a daisy. Thousands & thousands of them! I drop to my knees & see that the floor too is also covered in these patterns. I climb to my feet as a slight gust wisps past me. The daisy is now spinning so fast it is just a blue circle with a black centre. Then, other colours start to come out of the blackness. Red, yellow, green & all sorts of other colours. The blue seems to be trying to push the other colours back into the black centre. The passage shudders & I unconsciously shy. I look up & everything just turns to silver dust & gets blown away by a sudden strong gust. I choke 7 cough on the fine silver as I breathe it in. I am now standing in a forest. The earth is red & warm. I have no shoes on. I crouch & grab a hand full & look at it, rubbing it between my fingers. “Her feet...� I mutter. The trees are dark brown & I can’t see up into their branches. Strangely, everything seems to get darker quickly the higher up I look. I cast my eyes forward & see before me… her. Long red hair tossed over her shoulder casually. Her eyes are downcast. She is wearing a silver slip & is sitting on a grossly large root growing from one of the larger trees. I take a step towards her then stop. Her feet are clean. They are the most beautiful feet I have ever seen. “You need to take me to that place,� She says. I catch a brief glimpse of her tiny pink tongue flickering out as she says this & I am aroused inside my heart. I feel like she can make me do anything. I walk over to her. & I pick her up into my arms. “Hurry!� she whispers. I begin to run but I don’t know where I’m going. “Make me safe! Please.� She says, once again her lips not moving; she speaks in my mind. I am desperate now nearly tripping & stumbling I am running so fast. I need to remember something! I need to know. “Her feet!� I shout. She clings to me tighter. Then I halt. I can feet my heart roaring like a steel furnace. I look down into her face. Then I look up. “The leaves are black. Her feet... mud.� I walk over to the base of one of the trees. There is a slam gathering of black leaves being gently rustled by the breeze. I tough them with my bare foot & they melt into a thick black... mud. “The mud was black.�