When Arthur fell in the water

his body twitched several times against the wet wire, then total darkness. Arthur began to visualize a long tunnel. It seemed to be an ancient passage way, the walls were covered with forgotten languages.

A face appeared; it looked incredibly ancient. A voice seemed to enter and speak to Arthur's psyche, It is not your time ye, for ye have another path to follow.

Arthur turned to speak to the apparition, but it had disappeared. Arthur's body seemed to become hollow, similar to a long, black tunnel within himself. He tried to scream, but he had no voice.

From the far depths of his being, a white, blinding ball of light slowly began to come into view. The light came far below his feet to the height of his upper chest; at the same time a grey hand, covered with caked and clotted blood, and reeking of death, and disease grabbed Arthur. He was yanked toward the apparition, several voices crying out at once.

Doctor, we missed you