I awoke groggily with cotton-mouth, and then had an intense start.
I thought his secretary was my friend, so hearing that voice mail really hurt.
- and you experienced a momentary jolt in the lower registers of panic that subsides almost immediately upon remembering where you are and how you got there?
This was similar, but instead of a wave of relief, as I looked around, my panic rose toward some elusive crescendo.
I was in what seemed to be a polycarbonate - that strong clear plastic - box that was suspended, who knows how, so as to allow bright light to be projected in from all six sides simultaneously.
Because of this light, I could not see anything outside the box despite the material's transparency.