In reality, I had been falling for a long time. But I finally hit the bottom, and after I came to, I started to brush myself off and get back on my feet.
My body was disoriented, but my mind was startlingly serene. Without knowing so, I brushed off my restraints and scars, started to climb out of my hole, and then I discovered I could fly.
Paradoxically, it feels like I fell from the ground to the endless sky.