I wish I could ask you how much you remember. I don't know if there will be anything left after I consume this drink.

If I sleep – will I wake from this nightmare? If not, I pray my heavenly Father will take me in my sleep.

Something died inside of him that day. Watching that man slip away was more than his mind was willing to handle.

The faint glow escaped my fingers and began to spark brightly and spirit me away. Unlocking alien memories of spiralling towers, endless deserts, and impossible geometry.

The statues were praying – gazing into the dark domed ceiling.