Tight

Like every other night he had gone to sleep, and it was totally dreamless, a sneak preview of death as Dr John Cooper Clarke states in the poem "Beasley Street", Dreamless sleep is always good he thought, you always felt far more rested if you didn't dream.

He had a great sleep or so he thought....

He was awake and he couldn't move, well not very much and he could see the ceiling inches from his eyes. He heard some noises and it felt like he was moving, but he was tightly wound in his sheets, he did not know how that had happened, but it was making him very hot, in fact he was sweating.

There was a slight movement like wheels or chains and what sounded like a metal door slamming.

He then realised what his prison was.

It was a coffin, and the noises indicated that he wasn;t being buried.

Then it got very hot ........🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥