And another good day to you, sir! Time to rise and shine, stand up, approach the mount, and put your arm into the sling.

The dream continued. Or reality continued.

This has to be real.

No nightmare could be quite this boring.

But I don't remember how I got here.

Sir, you look reluctant, and you most certainly have your reasons, but I assure you, all will be answered if you approach the mount, and put your arm into the sling. Take your time, 'logic' it out, and you shall be provided all the supplies you need while you think.

Another package slid down the slot. It contained everything from before. Two litre bottles of water, a ham sandwich, another (the third) thin airline blanket, a small pack of toilet paper.

But then came something worse, two things making fun of my situation.

Down came the shoot...

A pen.

And a book of crossword puzzles.