Arrival And Installation
I came back to full awareness to find myself lying on a soft bed!
It had been many, many months since I had been this comfortable, but I was deaf and still locked fully into my helmet and mask of course. My hands had been allowed the full length of their wrist chains but I’d not been freed of the heavily-padded, tight mittens. Although I could raise them almost to my mask and head, they remained completely useless. I managed to raise my head from the pillow, feeling the chain from the back of my collar slither down my rubber-covered back, but there was no drag at the front of my face mask. The feeding and water hoses had been disconnected, leaving only my nose leash loosely draped from the front of my mask, locked to a ring in the bed’s headboard, as well as the
