Chapter 15
He was in total darkness, a womb-like lack of sensation all around him. He might as well be in a sensory deprivation tank. There were no sights, sounds, tastes or smells. He wondered idly if this was what being in a coma felt like.
“Vince? Janet?” he called. The silence was not broken by his voice; it absorbed the sounds instead. There was no reply. For lack of anything better to do, Wayne began walking—even though there was no floor to walk on and no direction in which to go.
Then suddenly the world around him was lit up with the brightness of a child’s daytime. The scene was an amusement park. There were carousels and rollercoasters, clowns selling enormous balloons and food stands selling peanuts and cotton candy. But all around him were bars; he was in a cage that prevent
