Chapter Two

Prometheus Rising – a live author reading

Today, I'm reading Chapter Two of Prometheus Rising ...

THE TRUNK OPENED, but it was still dark.
When I awoke to an absolute darkness hours before, I did not know whether I was alive or dead. In fact, I still felt caught up in a surreal nightmare. It took me a moment to play back the memories and determine that I was stuck in the back of my own car. It smelled of tire rubber. My whole body shook from the stress, the inability to stretch or to breathe properly. I implemented breathing exercises to calm my nerves and think. At least I was not dead. They needed me, but what for? The thoughts made me sick, the dehydration made me want to vomit. So when the trunk door was finally opened, I swallowed the air like a man dying from thirst.