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ONEIn the beginning there is light. At first, only a tiny shaft is shining from the far end of a long tunnel; then slowly it grows brighter and brighter.But soon the light is too intense, unbearable to bear. We would look away if we could. We would return inside, where it is warm and dark and safe, but we can't. Already it's too late. We are caught in the surge and the squeeze; a river of motion carries us forward through the ooze of mucus and blood.Out we go, on and on . until there we are, like it or not, hanging by the feet from a hand gloved in latex, and all around us a strange white world we did not ask for. Everything is a little blurry. People speak and their voices echo in our ears, creating confusion we cannot understand.l