You and Experience

Staring into one point of space. Everything around that point disappears. As you focus, your hearing goes blank. Knots form inside you. Tall grass. A few trees here and there. Smell the air, for its full of scents. Walk forward in an empty place. Or so you thought it was empty. Your hair stands straight. You paused and took inside, The new scent in the air. It tells you to run, but you stand. It grows stronger, As the grass folds towards you. It gets closer, and closer, Until it's right in front of you. The folding stopped abruptly. The scent greatly radiates the area. Time was interrupted, As a pair begins to study you. But nothing happened. And you both just sat there. Next to the tree, Whom expected bloodshed.