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OBFUSCATE: A "Rig" Missing Scene
knoteach
Oh, God, why the hell am I here?
I haven't flown since…let's not go there.
But Jim needs me, what if he fell into a zone,
Because I let him come out here alone?
Fight the panic, Sandburg, this is nothing,
Remember to control your breathing!
Useless to panic anyway, we're already aloft.
I know I'm rambling, Jim probably thinks I'm daft.
Sometimes I think I am too, but fears must be faced.
I've left this one too long, and now I've been forced
Can a person hyperventilate even while talking?
Maybe, but what's can I do when memories come stalking?
Alright, let's get Jim in this conversation, something natural.
"Would you look at that ocean? It's so raw ... so primal."
That was a bust, Jim didn't say more than a couple words,
And great, the pilot tells us that's a storm we're headed towards.
Elation, that's the only word for what I feel as we land,
How am I going to do the trip back to the mainland?