Sydney 2084It’s completely dark. I shut my eyes and open them again, but it makes no difference. My mind is as blank as the vision before me. The last thing I remember is stepping in front of a moving vehicle. Now I’m lying on my back against a cool, smooth surface, completely unlike the rough road asphalt. I try to sit up, smacking my head on a low flat object in the process. This is not what I expected from death.
I throw my arms out to find I’m in a confined space not much longer or wider than me. I strain to hear my surroundings, but there is only silence and a faint whirring sound I can’t place, but could be my ears reacting to the sound of nothing. My breathing accelerates and my palms become sweaty.
“Oh my God, I’m in a coffin.” I say it out loud just so I can hear the sound of my
