Darkness. Everywhere. It surrounds me. It's enveloping me.
I can feel it - pushing, pulling, groping blindly at me. It wants to drag me down into its depths.
But I'm not afraid. The darkness is warm and inviting. I smile, and let go, let it take me wherever it may.
I drift, for a time, lost and alone, in a place where time means nothing. I'm looking for the place where I belong.
Eventually, I stop. Through the darkness I can see a light - it's faint, and soft, and hard to see at first, but soon my eyes adjust to it.
I am in the heart of the swamp, and the light is Mother-Father-Sister-Brother Swamp. The glow is warm and inviting, and I smile. I am home.