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| I¥m lying face up. It¥s dark, darkgreenish. I can see the moon wiggleing on the surface making different shapes. The light is picked up by airbubbles leaving my mouth. They move up as if they¥re on their way to a lunar meeting. Me, I¥m slowly gliding deeper into the dark. It¥s not cold or anything. Actually it¥s quite nice. I pass out. In a short flash I see a man standing in a confined space. He reaches out his hand and I pass out again. | ||