A nightmare I had a while back....

There is a room.  A great, big, empty room.  And it is white.  The walls are white, the floor is white, the ceiling is white.  There are no lights, and yet, I can see.  There are no windows or doors.  No way to get out.  And, I can’t even get to the walls. They are always just out of my reach.

            The room is full of people.  Everyone I’ve ever known and liked.  My family, my friends, everyone.  They are all talking to each other, but I can’t hear any of them.  I am alone, in the center of the room.  No one seems to see me, or otherwise know I exist.  Surrounded by people, but utterly alone.

            Then, quite suddenly, someone is no longer talking.  No longer moving.  I don’t see it at first, but I can feel the sudden lack of their presence.  I look around.  There she is, my best friend, just standing there.  Not moving, not breathing, not living.  She has turned into a perfect marble statue.  She has become a lifeless white figure.

            Her change seems to have started an avalanche.  Slowly, one by one, everyone there joins the ranks of the lifeless stone statues.  In what seems like hours, and yet, no time at all, I am surrounded by, not a crowd of happily talking people, but an army of sinister marble characters.

            All at once, in a silent shattering, every statue, everyone I’ve ever loved, turns to dust.  Now, everyone in the room is simply a pile of fine white dust.

            I am truly alone.