Ted's POV

No, not this again.

Darkness.

That was all I could see.

The air was chilly and it sent a warning of danger through my skin.

I tried to speak but my lips were tightly glued together.

I turned around hoping to see a tiny glint of light.

But it never came.

Was this hell?

Am I dead?

I moved around the black surrounding me and I was still welcomed by the same thing.

Darkness.

It's abstinent black continued to grow, obviously not having the intention to abate.

A strong wind brushed past me and my body spiralled to face the direction it headed to.

My shaky eyes became...