http://www.renderosity.com/viewed.ez?galleryid=184558&Start=7&Artist=jagill&ByArtist=Yes My hand quivered slightly as I put the last petunia into the cool, moist earth, and drew a blanket of soil around it. For June, and still being fairly early in the day the sun seemed to be unusually warm. I was glad the job was done,though it still seemed like I had a lot to do. I seemed rushedthe birds seemed to be chirping too loudly it was almost like a ringing in my ears. I went into the house, feeling uneasy. Cool water on my face didnt seem to help as the sound in my ears got louder, more like a constant clang. I turned and the floor became a velvet glove reaching up to me; the phone, only a few feet away, was impossible to reach. The ringing seemed to come from every direction. I was trapped and unable to get help, the floor trying to devour me from below. A second hand came from above seeking to squash me, as if I were an insect. It pushed me into the floor as if I were one of the petunias I was just planting. It squeezed the air out of my lungs, as the ringing in my ears became a roar. Then I saw a giant black vortex growing ever larger in front of me. I was terrified, but could not move. I still felt the world around me but the maelstrom grew until it seemed to swallow everything. I was its captive, unable to move, and rushing towards it, the roar in my ears the sound of the terrible wormhole that no life could escape.