18 I Have No Mouth and I Must ScreamThe room was circular, bright, with a featureless white wall and domed ceiling. The floor was polished teak, with a single Bokhara rug in the center, and a few large leather cushions spread around in random fashion. I was standing on one side of the room, with no idea how I got there. The only opening in the wall was deeply recessed, and I couldn’t see into it from my position. I was alone. I walked over to the opening, which had a circular window at the end of a short hallway. Outside it was blue-green with waving weeds and sand. A fish swam by, and I realized I was on the bottom of the sea. A large shark swam rapidly toward the window, and I took a step back. He opened his jaws wide as he neared the glass.
Gina’s face looked out from his open mouth. S
