[ cw ] write about the strangest/scariest/saddest dream you 've ever had in less than 200 words .

I am decaying. I lift up my shirt and my stomach is blue, butterflies hover around me- kissing me gently on the shoulder as if trying to comfort me. I did n't need comforting. I was sitting on a field of perfectly maintained grass in a large white room. The room was brightly lit with ambiguous light from the window. 
 
 From behind me a white tiger, so skinny I could see it's ribs came up and carried me to the center of the room. There I lied down, and I looked again at my stomach- and I knew this was the end of my life. No matter how long you live whether it be 1000 years or 10- the only thought that goes through your mind is `` I want more time''. 
 
 I felt a lifting sensation, where my consciousness was lifted out of me- not faded. Slowly I lifted out of my body- and then nothing. Not darkness... just nothing. 
 
 Then I woke up in real life, as if I passed away from the dream and the soul manifested in this reality.
