Seeing a tunnel, a portal, open up with a fascinating entryway, with roots, curves, moss, bends, and as I flow inside it, into the dark entry, I start to move my body in the other self. I flow inside the tunnel, and move inside it, becoming it, as it snakes back and forth. The outside of it is rounding more and more, becoming green and scaly. I am a green snake, my line of glowing moving back and forth on a black mercury colored lake. The water gently ripples outwards.