Back to category: Novels Limited version - please login or register to view the entire paper. Passage Analysis Passage Analyse “It’s so dark that for a while-just how long I don’t know-I think I’m still unconscious. Then, slowly, it comes to me that unconscious people don’t have a sensation of movement through the dark, accompanied be a faint, rhythmic sound that can only be a squeaky wheel. And I can feel contract, from the top of my head to the balls of my heels. I can smell something that might be rubber, or maybe vinyl. This is not unconsciousness, and there is something too…too what? Too rational about these sensations for it to be a dream. Then what is it? Who am I? And what is happening to me? The squeaky wheel quits its stupid rhythm and I stop moving. There is a crackle around me from the rubber-smelling stuff. A voice: “Which one did they say?” A pause. Second voice: “Four, I think. Yeah, four.” We start to move again, but more slowly. I can hear the faint scruff of feet now, probably in soft-soled ... Posted by: Justin Rech Limited version - please login or register to view the entire paper. |
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