They were digging. I lay there, not quite sedated but not quite conscious either. To an outsider i may look like an astrologist talking a deep interest in the stars, a perplexed look goggling

at my features, like i had discovered how many protons a star had, or figured out how to breathe again, how to take forfilling breaths without shuddering as the the kife bobs. How to not twitch as i feel the...