Later that day...I

So I'm in the dark, in the warm , the light comes in by odd turns. When it's dark I sneak a feel of my wrists, their large plastic wrappings and the slim wires hooked to some dark rail. My mask imposed , projecting down my face I don't know how deep or why . I don't see it in the light , below my strapped field of vision. This has been my life for how long ? Since I awoke in this sphere of warm dark. Tell me where I am but leave me muzzled . Tell me there was an accident but leave me shackled . I don't know you , no one I know is telling me to trust you , you've left me shackled in the dark . I've heard the story, there's been an accident.

I'm no fool . I remember things . Among the things I remember, is how to make your fist into a wrist , some of you might remember? Hmmm? And out it comes like in it went, can you feel that tight and smooth ? Recall that native slide, and all I need is one hand free. Then I recall another thing , trapped in the sunken sub , the surface far above , through fields of dark water, you'll get no breath , no air until you break the surface . There will be no mistaking that . But you must not try to inhale until that revelation. You must not on penalty of true absolute death because you are here alone and in secret and if you ask for help its back in the cuffs . This must be done on one long exhale alone and truly done for actual life for even if they heard you choke would it be in time ?

Go ! And out goes the breath as you pull that muzzle off your face and you feel the tube come rising up your throat and do not stop that outward breath until Bang ! You break the Holy Black Surface . I don't remember getting hit by that damn truck but I absolutely remember this. This is the way you deintubeate yourself in the dark in the SCU . Finish up with a mega loogie on the foolish mask. Score one for the home team, when you come in next will you smile ?    More later guys ....