Farther Than Knowledge, Closer Than Reality

Not sure how it happened, but the persistent occurrence of the unwanted had led him into quick sand and the harder he struggled to get free, the deeper he sank. Frantically he fought, and in anguish he cried, but in vain were his efforts for there was no around. Now torso deep in the sand and exhausted from all the pointless effort he'd exerted, he could not but stop to catch his breath. At last, he realized that there was nothing else he could do, so he gave into listening to the only sounds there were to be heard, the gradually decreasing pace of his rhythmic breathing, and the pouring sand around him. Scared as he was of his fate, being buried alive, he could not help but worry about having not blinked for the past minute or so. All the same, with almost all hope lost he shut his eyes tight. Two breaths and a sigh later, throwing away the last shred of hope he had left, he opened his eyes, and to his astonishment, looked down to see his legs that were equally thrilled to see him. He wiggled his toes, stretched his feet, and with a confused look on his face, he took his first couple of steps. Just then, an eerie feeling cast its grim shadow upon him.