I’m flying. I fly over this large opening and it begins to pull at me. I try to fly away but can’t as there is something drawing me down to its center. As I fly lower, I notice what looks like people falling or being drawn into the opening. Some free fall while others try to clutch to the sides of the opening. Eventually, they all disappear as they fall into the center, the abyss. I struggle to maintain my flight, to fly away and escape. The effort is painful.
I wake up.