The lights are screaming. Noises, amplified to maximum, distorting, like thousands of whips lashing all over. People swarming everywhere. My vision grows a static filter, flashing and burning. Colors flash in my mind, like a rave, but the brightness is too loud. I feel so small, like a tiny insect surrounded by hundreds of huge objects that could crush me at any given moment. Lead is in my lungs, no oxygen can enter. All the bright and colorful things on shelves and tables are scratching my eyes out. Sharp, thorny vines whip around me as someone bumps into me. The vines wrap around my legs and arms, growing tighter with every passing second. Everything is burning. Escape escape escape. A vacuum goes off, and the sound stabs my ears and chest. A void of fear expands inside me, and I'm falling into it.
Help.
