Jolted out of my dreamy state, a sudden realisation hit me, "What am I doing? I need to find my bed", I told myself.
Lowering myself slowly, I felt like a spider suspended above the ceiling swinging on a big web. As I slide down the web, the music sounded heavier and louder, akin to heavy metal or hard rock. Faces and images of famous dead people, appeared to me, many of whom I couldn’t recognise. However, there were two faces that somewhat resembled Napoleon Bonaparte and Beethoven. I felt fascinated yet annoyed as this slew of images appeared to be slowing down my journey.
With much effort in hovering and positioning myself, finally, I was above my bed. Slowly lowering myself, I could feel myself falling down. A gentle "thud" was heard and felt as I lay down on the bed. The webs that were holding me, grew thinner and slowly left one by one disappearing into thin air.