Jonah 1

After I fell asleep, I found myself on the top floor of a large building. It was late at night and the bright light in the hallway made it impossible to recognize any shapes outside. But I heard screams from the dark floors underneath and they scared me. Some of them were howling, some were singing: "On the head of our creation we dance, we dance". It didn't even make any sense. I yelled out to them but my echo just repeated itself endlessly, like a broken record. A strange transformation took place inside: My limbs fell to the floor, my body began melting and before I could even realize what was going on I turned into a blob of green. The beings underneath slowly crept up the stairway. To hide my terror I laughed frantically.

I was without form, without substance. They frightenend me, but as much as I would like to pretend otherwise, they were a part of me. No, much more than that: They were me, at a different time, in a different place. And as it turned out I wasn't so much afraid of them, as I was afraid of turning into one of them again.

But they took no notice of me and passed me by. I grew more and more curious about my body. To my surprise I was able to jump. Up and down. Up and down again. That made me giggle. I wobbled back and forth and twisted myself into the oddest shapes I could imagine. I turned into a seashell, a mouse, an otter, a dragonfly, a snake, a jellyfish ... it went on like this for quite some time. I enjoyed this game more than anything. My forms grew larger and larger in size: A bear, a shark, an eagle, a lion and finally ... a human child. When I turned into a child another child appeared to be stuck to the back of my head, unable to move. I tried to reach out for it, but I couldn't.

"Now, pay attention! This is important". From nowhere these words suddenly flashed in front of me and the room began to twist around with an ever growing pace. Numbers and signs, forms and shapes of all sizes, in all colors, swirling around me a like a hurricane... I wanted to pay attention. I wanted to figure it out. But it was too much. Too many symbols, too many numbers, I was so confused.

I woke up knowing that something strange was about to happen. I pushed closer to the fire and felt the warmth burning through me. But even though I couldn't see them anymore, I could still hear them singing. And my resistance grew weaker, and my eyes fell shut, and my sanity went right along with them.