Sleeper

The cold, gritty sand is a strange feeling beneath me.

What is this place? Why am I naked?
I stood, confused and anxious. I became aware of the ominous mountain in the distance and the glistening of the celestial sky on the fragmented mineral that spread the horizon. 

What was that?
The earth began to tremble beneath my feet. A strange blue light began to slip through a crack at the base of the mountain, resembling the majestic movement of an aurora borealis. Creeping towards me, the earth continued to break open stopping just short of my feet.

Everything became silent and still. The sand, like sapphire, shone across the desert plane, reflecting the light projecting from within the earth.

A strange orb of light, slightly larger than my head rose from the crack, stopping eye level where it sit hovering almost hauntingly.

Startled, I began to step away. I hear what sounds like a voice, stopping my retreat. I begin to step forward curiously; the voice now sounding like whispers in the wind. I become almost attracted to this strange object.

The voice now voices, echoing in my mind: "Choose"

As if I lost control of my limbs, I reach out to touch the source, now only inches from my face. My palm tingling as my hand gets closer. I can almost grace the surface now. The orb implodes in a giant flash-bang, blinding me and throwing me on my back.

The sheets curl between my fingers, the pillow damp with sweat. My ceiling becomes more than a silhouette as my eyes open and begin to adjust.

That damn dream again.