The Dream

"Don't open the box!" A​ male voice was saying over and over again, the words were echoing in my head. A wooden box with gold encrusted lay right there, dead center in the middle of the dark and gloomy room. Only one candle illuminated the small box giving it a greenish glow. I took a step forward.
"N​o! You're putting yourself in danger! Step away! Close your eyes and forget this! Wake up! Wake up!" S​uddenly the box opened by itself and all at once, a hand came out and pulled me into a darkness, enveloping me into its black depths.
"W​ake up!, Wake up! A​s I fell, I heard the voice again. The male voice sounded different now , more light and higher, almost like...