semi-fiction 17 -- Movie: The Station
I was just about to board the train when it happened. Not sure what it was or how. All I know is that I felt like I was in a metal tube, a lot of cold air like a siphon rushing directly around me and projecting me at great speed through the tube. Lots of weird sounds as if I were inside a pinball machine or a computer, beeps, touchtones, etc.. Pain on the outside of my right ankle and heat on the inside of my right calf, I could feel my entire left leg completely normally, then some cold wet stuff across my stomach, especially the left side of it, sticky; my hands were crossed over my chest, and some warm liquid dripped on my left biceps. My eyes were closed but there were soft green lights in both my eyes, different ones, as if each eye was viewing its own lights. I was like sleeping, and then the pain started, bearable at first, on my right ankle.
I could feel things or hands touching me, shaking me. I was sliding, my entire body was smoothly traveling on whatever I was on, all that with the accompanying sound of the hydraulic brake pressure release of trains at rest in a railroad station, this kind of breathing, and yet the tings and bips were still going on at various levels and volumes.
Apparently, it was a bomb or explosive device. Despite these sounds and those few sensations, I did not hear a single human voice, cry, or shout: nothing! It was as if I were alone in the world, carried, lifted, floating around in a metal tube. I smelled an occasional waft of an older woman's perfume, sweet, too much, but only twice or so.
I gathered later that I spent in fact more than an hour in that green tube with dual vision (definitely a brighter, bigger, greener neon tube on the left). Partly blind, partly deaf, no unbearable pain, and those sensations of fluids here and there over me. My head was completely immobilized: I was wearing a helmet??? I could not talk, I think I grunted once or twice, I do not know what to or for...
Suddenly, more light, a couple of voices; I do not understand anything, total disorientation, I am not even sure which way is up or down; I do know right and left, however. Fingers palpate carefully, meticulously, the inside of my right elbow; needles go in once, twice, three times, one of them is wet. I come to, more or less, in a kind of bus, mostly white, a large ambulance. I can't comprehend, hear, understand, anything. I am made to sit up; a nurse is there, she talks, nothing gets through, I do not see anyone else, although a man will soon appear and escort me out. I try to stand up, can't, my legs give up, ankles. They attend to me. Someone turns on the sun, both heat and light, I am blinded, try to protect my eyes. Still no sound to this floating movie.
I don't remember anything. Later, I am home, I remember this. And we have: "Cut"!
Has anyone seen the beginning and the end? How were the reviews? Was I good? Who else was in it? Jennifer Aniston, per chance? When was this? How old was I? Who let me take the train alone when I was under age? (I was a kid, right?) Wait!... Jennifer? When I was a kid? Something is off here...
I can only joke: I don't dare ask the hard questions....
Did some not make it?
And then, more importantly for the long-run, and to avoid a repetition of it all: Why?
I could feel things or hands touching me, shaking me. I was sliding, my entire body was smoothly traveling on whatever I was on, all that with the accompanying sound of the hydraulic brake pressure release of trains at rest in a railroad station, this kind of breathing, and yet the tings and bips were still going on at various levels and volumes.
Apparently, it was a bomb or explosive device. Despite these sounds and those few sensations, I did not hear a single human voice, cry, or shout: nothing! It was as if I were alone in the world, carried, lifted, floating around in a metal tube. I smelled an occasional waft of an older woman's perfume, sweet, too much, but only twice or so.
I gathered later that I spent in fact more than an hour in that green tube with dual vision (definitely a brighter, bigger, greener neon tube on the left). Partly blind, partly deaf, no unbearable pain, and those sensations of fluids here and there over me. My head was completely immobilized: I was wearing a helmet??? I could not talk, I think I grunted once or twice, I do not know what to or for...
Suddenly, more light, a couple of voices; I do not understand anything, total disorientation, I am not even sure which way is up or down; I do know right and left, however. Fingers palpate carefully, meticulously, the inside of my right elbow; needles go in once, twice, three times, one of them is wet. I come to, more or less, in a kind of bus, mostly white, a large ambulance. I can't comprehend, hear, understand, anything. I am made to sit up; a nurse is there, she talks, nothing gets through, I do not see anyone else, although a man will soon appear and escort me out. I try to stand up, can't, my legs give up, ankles. They attend to me. Someone turns on the sun, both heat and light, I am blinded, try to protect my eyes. Still no sound to this floating movie.
I don't remember anything. Later, I am home, I remember this. And we have: "Cut"!
Has anyone seen the beginning and the end? How were the reviews? Was I good? Who else was in it? Jennifer Aniston, per chance? When was this? How old was I? Who let me take the train alone when I was under age? (I was a kid, right?) Wait!... Jennifer? When I was a kid? Something is off here...
I can only joke: I don't dare ask the hard questions....
Did some not make it?
And then, more importantly for the long-run, and to avoid a repetition of it all: Why?
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