Rhapsodist Writing Contest # 3 - To save a friend

Oh, I see these terrible black clouds...
I understand, that they are not ordinary clouds, they are too viscous and heavy!
Black clouds are covering the house of my friend...
I see that my friend is in great danger.

I'm running to save him.
But the terrible clouds have already fallen to the ground, I have to go through them.
This is unbelievably difficult.

I run, then I wade, then I crawl.
But black clouds are viscous, like masut. My hands and feet got entangled in these awful clouds.
I crawl, but it's getting harder for me to crawl, my fingernails are breaking.

Suddenly I see, that black viscous clouds have covered the house of my friend completely.
I understand that my friend suffocates in these sticky heavy clouds.

And I realize that I will not save him...