Yes for sure I was moving there were sounds of traffic, horns and even a fire truck siren. The feeling of moving went on for some time. Sometimes it w...s bumpy, sometimes I felt like I was going up a hill. God only knows where I am. Try as hard I could I could not get the top to move. After what seemed like hours, I heard Mistresses voice.Listen closely. You have an hour to figure out how to get out of your coffin. At the end of the hour if you have not gotten out there will be hell to. ’ But as I stare at the bunk above me I can’t shake the feeling that it’s not over. Then I hear in a little girl’s voice “good intuition bitch” it is so unsettling I immediately look in the direction of the sound and it’s the bloody floor! ‘That can’t be that’s outside the sub the pressure would crush any…’ Bam! The floor burst apart sirens blaring red flashing and on the ceiling was an insect form I had never seen before. It had two sets of large highly articulated legs, no eyes or facial. She pops the cork on the red and pours it into two juice glasses. As we’re munching on the popcorn, sipping our wine, Jess looks up at me and nestles her nose in my neck. “Mike, you smell. Make sure you take a shower before you come to bed.” I wrinkle my nose, “No hun, I think that’s you.” “What? Beautiful sisters don’t stink. We smell like fresh roses!” “Yes. And you fart cinnamon and sunshine!” At that she playfully hits my chest with her open hand and then just leaves it there. “Jess?”. . just sit and chat," Salomé struggles to say."Even that has become difficult. Taking a breath to create a word. And my mind has become too clouded to find any more insights to feed you. Besides, aside from loving Nick or equal to it, walking and talking with you is my greatest joy. Both gone now, what else can I delight in? Why struggle for every breath and feel pain in every joint when nothing comes of it?" You're in pain?" Salomé mutters."Not anymore. I'm numb as my body slowly enters.