I awoke with a tube down my throat, yet haven't the strength to even choke. Went to scratch an itch on my head, only to find that my hands are strapped to my bed. Want to scream, yell & shout, but the tape covering my mouth lets nothing out. In this room all alone, can't hear a thing - not even a tone. Where am I? Why must I be here? In all of my 85 years, I've never felt such fear.
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