My world was forcibly closed. I struggled, but I sunk down below consciousness as if there were weights tied to my legs. " " I screamed something out, but the words held no shape. The outline of my ego lost its shape, and I sunk down into the depths, like a sugar cube dissolving in water.

My ego tried to drag itself back out. The continuity of myself being myself. My consciousness melted and split apart. I lost the hands with which to struggle. I lost the arms with which to struggle.