A Nightmare

From the dreamy landscape piercing through the thick fog I heard his cry. He'd probably be two or three, yet his strong voice echoed in the winds. A riot of thoughts begins to baffle me as I neared the source."Who is he?" "What is he doing in this god-forsaken place?" "How did he get there?" Amidst all these unknowns, one thing looked familiar, that voice, yes that voice seemed to arise my senses. As the fog cleared, I saw a figure of a child crying and his voice carried all the sorrows of the world. "Who are you?" I shouted at the top of my voice, the crying stopped but to my horror, the child faced me and now busted into a cacophonic laughter. "I am your incarnate, for the next life." My feet started freezing, so this would be my fate? Marooned on a dead island with no identity, no hope, just doomed to bear the excruciating loneliness forevermore.