It’s scary in here. In this vessel I can’t move, can’t breathe. I’m hyperventilating. I can hear the sound but can’t feel the air.

 

Theres someone behind the curtain. Off to my right. There’s someone else, or maybe the same thing, at the foot of the bed.

 

The shadows of long bony fingers are reaching for the corner. Help!

In this vessel I can’t move.