Imagine that slowly the world that you could see began to narrow... shrinking until it was a slit... well lighted, intense colors-no matter which way you turned... where you walked or ran to, the slit remained. Closing your eyes... your dreams and thoughts took on the sense of the slit. It was inescapable. It became the world. You got used to it and were able to learn some of the things you used to know-through and in the slit. You spoke with others. Their slit was the same as yours. It became usual and no one remembered otherwise. You found that you waited irresistibly for something ghastly to happen in the slit to stimulate you. Other people shared this same experience. You began to ask for the ghastly things to happen and considered doing something yourself to make them happen. → Read more