At its height, there is nothing, no light, no sound, no trees, no breeze. The lack of breeze created an unpleasant feeling, a feeling so uncomfortable that, while swinging, the desire to swing faster is urgent. In this unpleasant sensation water is created. It is created by your very being. Heat, this sensation was an intense heat. As the swing got closer to the center, the light got closer, just when you think everything is fine, the light flashes and such a loud sound accompanies the dark mass that is outlined in the light. The sound is unlike any other within the light, a loud, piercing screech that makes you want to stop the swing so large, if only there was a way. The swing centers itself and advances to the right, the light appears bright, and among the trees, on the ground, a brown mass, whose trunk is in front of the tree, and is supported by four separate trunks, a small trunk, which it moves back and forth like this animal, this cow, a cow, is eating grass. Multiple animals have appeared, their sounds mix gracefully with the sounds of nature, the right one would be nature. Once again, the desire for the swing to stop was overwhelming, but to no avail, it approached the central balance, and the memory of the seemingly invisible mass with brazenly loud sounds reproduces the horror of it. Into the darkness she threw herself deeper into the darkness than ever before, when the light flashed and several masses shone brightly, and in a seemingly single motion they engulfed the swing as shrieks and several dialogues continued to play. The light flashes again, and the color flashes with it but goes out with the light, the masses were unspeakable horrors, sharp extremities and standing straight. Even with the color, they seemed obscured by lines and blobs of color. The light flashes again and the swing realizes that it has a similar shape to the horrors but is different