Panic Room

Panic room

She found herself in a strange place not knowing anyone or anything around her. She was numb. She couldn’t feel anything. She felt like she was floating above her herself. She could see herself moving her limbs but she didn’t mean to move them. It was as though she was having an out of body experience.

She was looking around her seeing people move about their  business. They were writing on their clipboards and were conversing with each other, about what she didn’t know. She watched their lips move.  She could see the sound that was coming out of their mouths like sonar. Everything was in slow motion. She  suddenly had tunnel vision. the room was spinning.

She was walking around like a zombie. She felt sedated and groggy.  Her pupils were constricted. She bumped into either someone or something and was pushed backwards on the upper right hand side of her body. She fell against a glass wall.  The glass was reinforced like in the gorilla enclosure in the zoo. The surroundings made her think she was an animal, a prisoner trapped in a cell of loneliness.

There was a controversial noise aimed at her. She tried to retaliate. Her mouth was open and she was talking but no one seemed to understand what she was saying.

She had this persisting buzzing sound in her head. It was a painful sound. It was so loud she would get distressed. The sonar was agonizing because it severely exacerbated the pain.

She was starting to realise that the minutes were actually days and the hours were actually weeks. She was tired. She saw what she thought was the shape of a bed. It looked like a star all shiny and bright. She walked towards it. The illumination of the area was breath taking. She climbed in towards it.

She felt safer but she was sick of feeling numb. She would bang her head on the wall behind her just to be able to feel something. The rhythmic sensation was infectious. The more she made an impact on the wall the louder the sound. The noise was like gun fire. They all came rushing.

They prised her from under the table. her scalp was gushing blood. She still felt nothing. She blew her lid when they tried to contain her. She was thrashing, her limbs flailing. the more she resisted the more pressure she felt on her body.

She couldn't understand what was happening. She never felt so petrified. They were trying to restrain her. They were evacuating her from the light. It got very dark. A shiny metal object came towards her. She squirmed. It punctured her skin. She felt her face getting wet. Then a sense of calmness overcame her. For the first time in ages she felt relaxed.