Lingonberry14

 I can't breath. There's nothing covering my mouth or nose, but no matter how I strain my lungs, I can't get any air. My hands rush to my neck, but there's nothing there to choke me. Flying out in front of me, my fingers desperately search for someone or something that can help me, but there's nothing to find. Hysteria sets in. My aching chest heaves uncontrollably searching for the air flow that is blocked by a source that I have no way to find.  I shake.  I choke. But there's nothing there. What's happening to me? I gasp, and my eyes pry themselves open. My body snaps erect in my bed and the tangled sheets that cocoon me i