Delirium. I can't explain it any other way. We are walking in what appears to be a corridor, but the 'walls' are transparent, with tiny lights glinting. They are speeding up now, but I don't feel like I am walking any faster. Jack is becoming a blur in front of me and as I reach out for him, my hand doesn't seem my own. I can't sense anything; no hearing, feeling, or smells. This strange vacuum seems to be getting smaller now and a darkness swallows Jack. Unable to react, I feel a force sucking me forward and suddenly I am standing in total darkness. My stomach feels like it's inside out and the stench that rushes my nostrils, causes me to vomit.
Oh god! What the hell is going on?! Panic sets in and an uncontrollable fear causes me to cry out for Jack. A blinding light shines in my eyes and I step back for fear of attack. I hear sloshing in what I believe must be water and realize I am standing in something very wet, cold, and it's up to my calves; another wave of nausea envelopes me and I turn to the side, only to face a brick wall. Closing my eyes from the glare and praying I won't be attacked or murdered, I lean my forehead to the wall and discover it is curved.
The sloshing is closer to me now and my disorientation is shaking me, but I grip the handle of my bag tight and prepare to defend myself. The light is lowered and a somewhat familiar voice penetrates my muddled brain.
I am sorry for the rough trip and this location was not expected. My eyes fly open and I turn to see my friend. Jack's voice is still very hoarse; I want to reach out and hug him, but I don't. It's a relief just seeing his face. Jack's hoarse whisper explains, The nausea will pass soon, but the smell won't; we have to get out of here.
I agreed wholeheartedly and regained as much of my composure as I could muster. Realizing there was no immediate threat and allowing my eyes to adjust, the lantern's light cast an eerie glow to the brick sphere surrounding us. For all that's holy...we are in a sewer system!
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