Chapter Twenty-Three
Fantasy Execution – Part Four
Immediately, I began to struggle for breath when the machine automatically reduced my breathing air to half of what it should have been! I couldn’t even scream! I just hung there, after a couple of attempts to get a full breath, gasping at nothingness while the spiked inner surface of my mask was impressed more and more firmly onto my face; its cloying rubber gluing itself to an expression-eliminating contact with my every attempted breath! It was horrible! Nothing I did eased the feeling of sucking in too little air! The Execution Machine was implacable. It kept my air supply reduced, with me imprisoned inside the Gas Mask, jerking frenziedly until I fainted from the exertion, terror, and lack of air.
I came awake again almost instantl
