9

Crush, crushes, crushed.

A cool breeze hit my face and was gone as soon as it came. At this time, I was subconscious. 

After finding it difficult to sleep yesterday night, it wasn't difficult for me to wake up... Well half awake. 

My ears were wake and attentively listening for any sound. 

My breathing was steady and all my senses were half ready to receive stimuli. 

But not my eyes, my eyes were still closed, I know this but I could see my bedroom.

My head made the exact image of my bed room. From the view I get while lying on bed sleeping with my back on the bed and face up. 

My head made the image of my ceiling, I saw the wooden ceiling and the ceiling fan. 

Before staying in this room, I had scanned it so I'll be able to visualize it, I liked doing that. Although in my head's projection I know it's not exactly the same as the real thing.