04:44am - Friday morning Irony (character name ]awoke suddenly before 5am, as usual, to the usual combination. Ie a plethora of unwanted thoughts, rapid heart rate, spasms, pains, floppy limbs, a pounding headache, weakness, discomfort, anger, desire to have not woken at all, fatigue and the pressure to force a smile of gratitude to God etc … However this time it was much worse… This wasn’t her supportive, ergonomic, comfortable, soft, memory foam single mattress (underneath layers of luxury bedding) that she found herself lying on (in her old woman pyjamas) but instead she was lying in…some kind of a swamp? She suddenly tried to get up but her legs were stuck! She tried to scream but no sound came out of her little mouth! She even thought about texting for emergency help but realised she has no phone! ‘’Where am I? Why am I here? Who or what else is here? How do I get away? Could this be a nightmare? Am I dead and in a stage of hell? Where are my family and friends?’’ These were just some of the many appropriate questions circulating her troubled mind! She didn’t have any idea whatsoever about what was the right thing to do next …