Smoke filled the air making it difficult to see. The only light source seemed to be coming from the floor but it was faint. Alema heard familiar voices along side her as she moved forward through the smoke, but the smoke was too thick to see any faces. Alema sense that she was in danger that someone or something was chasing after her.
Eventually Alema came to a wall. Here the smoke weakened and Alema could see that she had been running on or over what looked like lava. Back where she came she could see a swarm of mysterious figures racing towards her in the smoke. She looked up to see familiar figures climbing the rocky terrain of the wall in front of her.
Alema felt she had no choice but to climb for her life. She climbed and climbed. She watched as the figures above her disappeared to what must be the top the smoking abyss. She didn’t look down, she just climbed as fast as she could, her heart racing.
Alema was close to the top. She reached out her right hand to grab the spot where she saw the figures disappear, but as she did, the rock under her left hand broke away from the wall, and Alema began to fall.
Alema felt like she was moving in slow motion. She was falling back first. She stared straight up. She could only see the cloud of black smoke that had formed above the abyss. It seemed to last forever, but eventually everything went black.
Alema awoke to feel her heart beating just as fast as it had felt in her dream. Alema had had dreams in the past, but there was something different about this one…this one felt real.