fading on - a short story

The man had put down his glass in hopes that he would soon be hitting the road. The sound of the wind pierced his ears. Coming up from behind him was the one he was waiting for. Who knows what would ensue? Last week, it all began. The whole thing was like a snow ball tumbling down a hill gaining moment and size. He had tried his best to end all of this, to let it all fissile out. But, no such luck. 

At least it would be over soon, he thought. He could here the footsteps getting closer and closer, and so he prepared to turn around and face whatever would happen. So he took his last couple of sips of the dark ale, placed the glass lightly back on the counter and began turning around. He then looked around, but nobody was there! Was it just a dream? Then he felt something moving by his feet and a big hand came down from the sky and swooped him up. Up and up he went, surprisingly without fear. At the moment, he realized how much fear he had felt in his day to day life. Man! Did it feel uplifting. He laughed at his own pun and just enjoyed the ride. 

It all faded to white, and he woke up in a place that couldn't be described. The fuss and muss in his head silenced and replaced by a grand feeling of omnipresence. He looked around but only out of old patterns. He instinctively knew that others were there with him but could really put a finger on it. A voice spoke to him, but it wasn't words that were being used. More just sounds, vibrations, but he could easily understand what was being communicated. The voice was explaining that the transition to where they were would take some time because of the world of difference from where I had lived before. I took this information interestingly easy. The fight that has once been there had almost dissolved. I reached out my hand and felt around trying to move about. I stumbled and fell. There was a light in front of me.
I moved a little towards the light and then swoop. I was gone!

The next faze just can't be written in words because it would just be nothing but sounds, feelings, lights and so on.