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25 lines
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.\" vim: ai:fo=wtq2:tw=72
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.tr e_E_c_C_h_H_
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.title unstable connection detected
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Panic. I can't move; I can't see. Where am I?
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A thought intrudes "you need to breathe." I am, aren't I?
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Then I feel it. Rather, then I feel nothing. An uncaring warmth washes
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over me. Now that I could feel.
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The warmth leaves me. A bolt of lightning courses through me. My eyes
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open suddenly. They scan the room.
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Where am I?
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I couldn't move my head. Pods lie ahead of me. Lights sputter in and out
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of existence. My heart tries to keep up.
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I could feel myself losing conciousness.
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Then I see it: two Greek symbols. The despair hits me.
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The world fades.
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