You want to run out to her and rescue Amy as fast as you can, but you suppress that urge, knowing that you must not get stuck yourself on the way. After all it would do neither of you any good, if you too sank into that bog. So you try your best to keep calm and carefully make your way across the unstable surface towards your damsel in distress. Her shoulders vanish from view into the blackness surrounding her. You cannot help but glance over at her every other moment, attempting to judge how much time you have left to get to her. But you also keep reminding yourself to watch your step. The green moss is bouncing all around you in reaction to every step you take. "Don't worry, Amy. I'll be with you in a moment." you say to reassure her as well as yourself. Amy replies: "Be careful, Tom!". She is keeping still, even though the bog is slowly engulving her beautiful, slender neck. You are already half-way there and feeling more confident, that this adventure will end well. Then suddenly your right leg breaks the surface and disappears to the knee in the wet mass. Immediately you get down on your left knee and on your hands to pull your leg free. Already it is being gripped by the bog's suction and will not get out quite that easily. Inch by inch it comes free as you pull steadily. You are almost ready to move on, when your left hand breaks through and slips under, taking your arm to your elbow with it. Only now do you come to fully realize how unpredictable and dangerous this place is. What may seem like a relatively safe spot to lean on at one moment, can give way the next. "Lie down!" Amy shouts, now again in a more worried tone. She is right and you follow her advice and spread your weight across as much surface area as you can, while tugging at your left arm and then again at your right leg. By the time you finally free your limbs, she is to her chin in the morass and already tilting her head back a little. You proceed forward on all fours. She is still sinking deeper, but at your current pace you should make it to her in time. You are almost within reach, when the green moss carpet underneath you feels even more wet than usual. Water is being squeezed upwards through the top layer where your hands and feet are, and before you know it, you have broken through again. "Tom!" comes a worried cry from in front of you. Amy's cheeks are slowly disappearing into the hungry bog. She reaches for you with one hand, but you tell her to stay calm and not to move. You lie down on the wet surface which your hands and knees have already penetrated. It feels much too soft and you dare not try to extract more than one limb at a time. So you start with your right hand. It comes free rather easily and your reach to your right, hoping to find the surface to be a bit more realiable there. Carefully your pull yourself to your right and free your right leg, which also gets out of the morass without much of a fight. You keep shifting your weight to your right side, onto an area of the moss carpet that does not have as much water seeping through it, hoping that this is a good sign. One glance forward reveals that Amy is now looking straight up at the sky and only her lovely face is still visible. You try to speed up your extrication and to pull your left extremities free, but the swamp refuses to let them go. So you revert to freeing them one at a time. You pull your left hand out and hear Amy say "Tom, I love you", then quickly look up only to see her face sink down into the morass. "AMY!!" you want to reach forward for her hands which are apparently looking for something to hold on to. The bog is still holding onto your left leg, as if it does not want you to reach and rescue your girlfriend. Instead it dooms you to watch her being swallowed up - never to return from its depths. You forget your resolve to stay calm and start tugging at that leg with all your strength. It is released with a squelching noise. Quickly you lunge forward to grab Amy's hand, before that too is gone.
(wake up)