Over thinking blurs

Chapter 1 / Orange fimular

Everything is white of endless nothingness was around me.. My vision is really blurry, everything is so bright.  There's a distorted orange small figure about 3 feet away from me.  My eyes start to gain vision suddenly revealing a fimular cat.  "Oliver?..is that you?" Hesitated, I reached my right hand gingerly towards the orange colored tabby cat in the distance.  Slowly my hand finally touched the soft silky fainted, orange fur on the back.  The silent emotionless cat looked up at my face for 3 good seconds.  The orange tabby cat Oliver, turned towards a somewhat fimular shady small house. 
Oliver started running towards the house's porch, reaching there it looked back then walked into the open door shadowing over him having him disappear as he walks in.
My heart randomly started to beat fast as if it was bursting off my chest, making it hard to breath.  I called, "Oliver! Wait, please.  Don't leave again. Please!".
Wobbly at first, I started to run at the shady house.  My legs feel heavy, it feels like I'm sinking in the floor or 40 pounds on each foot.  Heart thumping, tears started to fall from my eyes making it blurry to see.  The house started grow taller every heavy step I take. 
I finally reached next to the tall steps of the dark wood porch.  The first step was at the height of my hips.  I stepped backwards trying to plan a way to gain momentum to jump to the step.  Heavily running towards the step I tried to jump but my heavy legs felt like my feet were glued to the floor, then I slammed my arms onto the wood protecting my face from the fall.  Weakly I put my hands onto the wood and lifted my heavy body onto the platform. 
  It felt like trying to get yourself out of the pool from the water.  Puffing I started to do the same to the next step then the other.  Having my head face the floor I looked up.  The used to be white nothingness sky isn't there anymore.  Tall, huge, dark blue curtains covered the whole sky .  Heart thumping again, I looked towards the huge door and ran.  Scared, I finally reached inside the shady house.  Its dark and the air felt heavy and moist.
"Meew" echoing through the dark.
I turned to the open tall door, my eyes felt heavy I rubbed my eyes.  I opened my eyes, no door..  I turned and I felt the cold from below, realising I'm in a basement.  My eyes focusing through the dark I see an old wooden chair and a rusty pole and furniture covered of white blankets.  Out of nowhere, it felt like my heart dropped.  Paralyzed by fear, I refused to look behind.  A warm hand aggressively grabbed my shoulder. I prayed in my head, "God, help me." My eyes drilling holes onto the wooden chair, paralyzed.  The unknown hand started to aggressively move my shoulder forward and backward, harder and harder and HARDER.
My eyes shot opened and I was found gasping for air.