By: Laurelgand (laurelgand@home.com)
http://www.weisskreuz.net/gundamx/
A very short experimental stream-of-consciousness piece featuring Jamil Neate from Gundam X, explaining his cockpit phobia. Check out Freedom Launch, my Gundam X site, at the URL above.
Pressure.
Cold metal, crushing into his chest.
He was aware of blood. Smelled it. Tasted it.
Schrapnel.
Patches of darkness super-imposed on light-blinded retina.
What was that sound? Below the creaking of over-stressed metal; the weakly wet shallow gasps of his lungs... the unmistakable hiss of leaking air.
It was only as he shifted, trying to reach instrumentation panels to assess the damage, that he realized...
Dear God, my legs! I can't feel my legs!
Wild thrashing.
Damn, it's so tight in here... like the walls are getting smaller.
Stay calm.
Stay focused.
Oh, God! I don't wanna die-- not like this-- not like this!
Opressive silence.
I can't breath! I can't breath!