That moment in a movie where everything stands still and time has no reason for existence anymore, was the same pain and anguishes my mother was experiencing as the doctor prepped her for the last push before I could take my first breath of air. The sweat and tears intertwined, as they joined forces and rolled down her face causing a puddle all over her bedside. My father stood there, beside her in a daze as if he had forgotten the reason they were in the hospital to begin with. I stared at the entire moment in amazement,caught inside a battlefield as my mother relived herself from the pain by cursing at the men and women in completely blue attire around her. As the last few moments begin to conclude, I start to feel a movement within the floor below me. Staring around for someone to also feel the vibration of what seems to be an earthquake, but no one around me even glances to acknowledge the trembling within the entire hospital. Suddenly, collapsing around me the ceiling gives way tumbling down barely missing my body, instantly directing my attention at the door only inches in front of me, to is the exit of the hospital room. Pulling on the large and solid brown door my freedom was no longer an option, as the door was jammed by debris from the ceiling caving in. Smoke had finally filled the room, but yet I could still her my mother giving her all to bring me into the world behind the cloud of dust. Suddenly, I’m forced to the ground and my body is numb from my head to the tip of my toes. Glancing above, I can barely see my assailant; a large metal air vent had finally gave in, using my body as it’s target. Trying to repair myself from the damage of being struck by the large vent, I can barely hear anything as my eardrums rattle from the impact. Instantly, I scream for help forgetting that no one around me is able to hear my voice or see my despair as I wobble onto my feet again. Finally gaining my balance, I begin to hear a roaring sound coming from the bathroom behind me. Then, the bright light that haunted my eyes only a few hours ago shinned from underneath the door crack. As the bathroom door awakens and opens it’s mouth, the furniture in the hospital room along with the debris that lingered around what seemed to be a battlefield, hauntingly slithered it’s way towards the bright light in the bathroom. Leaping over each obstacle, I plunge myself across the room trying to avoid being sucked in by the mysterious light behind me. Like a tornado the bathroom continues to consume everything in the room. Without notice, I lose my footing and tumble to the floor being pushed back towards the portal. I’m suddenly beginning to be pulled, like a set arms have rapped around me holding my body tightly until my destination is finally met. Finding myself unable to be freed from the debris that’s entangling me like a bug falling victim to a spider’s web, I start screaming and pushing the obstacles out of my way to release myself. But suddenly, I hear a babies cry and I’m surround by the light of the bathroom portal. My eyes are weak and once again burning from the brightness of the portals light when I awake. I can feel myself being dragged and as I finally gather my thoughts and focus in on what’s going on around me. A tall, black male in front of me is screaming “Private, wake up we’ve been ambushed” then without a thought, or even a second to spare I rise to my feet and around me only darkness of the night surrounds. I hear the black male once again speaking to me, but this time I can’t understand what he is saying. I only see his mouth move, how could this man see me and why were we being ambushed? As we take cover from gun shots in a rusty old, metal shack I asked the unfamiliar face what was happening, but the only response I can hear over the shots ricocheting off the walls is “Man up solider, you in combat”.