I became aware of various strange beeping sounds . Curiously, I blinked to get a clearer look, but the haze remained. I was able to make out, though, that I was in a small white room with no windows. As I attempted to get up from a laying position to a sitting position, it dawned upon me that this wasn’t just difficult, it was actually impossible. I was trapped in my exanimate body and in a strange place alone. Where on earth was I? I lay there for what seemed like days, wondering “what was this place, why am I here, what do they want with me?” Right now all I had while drifting in and out of a deep sleep were my thoughts. Left alone with just my thoughts and nothing more. My feelings went quickly from confusion to curiosity to fear to suspicion. (Not registering that I could smell that familiar hospital bleach. L had sensed that this room was somewhat clinical. Pondering on how I could have gotten here, I tried to recall the last thing I had done. All that I could remember though was being at home in my flat. It was a lovely memory of a moderate but attractive and cosy studio flat. I couldn’t comprehend how on earth anyone had gotten me from there and placed me here in this box of whiteness. I just couldn’t make any sense of it all. Until it came to me, my flat was right through that door, and they have built a mobile laboratory to put me because I was some kind of government experiment! I just needed to get through that door, and I’d be home. I don’t know what they wanted with me, but they had kidnapped me for some top. Secret reason.
Someone was coming. I heard the door open and from what I could make out from the hair, a female in a blue dress entered. Walking towards me she said nothing, and I waited apprehensively to learn her intent. Still saying nothing she began a process of what seemed like checks of my body and the surrounding equipment. Some kind of observation. She was carrying out this task literally with absolutely no acknowledgement of my presence! I tried to object but I could not move nor speak. I was completely incapable of communication. I tried and tried until I began to discern that I was completely incapacitated. As time passed a number of individuals would come in and out of the room carrying out similar tasks with needles tubes and other medical tools. As the thought dawned on me that this continuum could be for the rest of my life.