John Filmore Sherry, Phosphor (1888)
“ A state in which I had not the power to move a muscle; my sight was gone, only my brain and powers of hearing remained active. I felt as if descending into chasms, lower and lower, depth below depth, and then seemed to rise again. My brain became perfectly clear. I comprehended where I was and reckoned my chances. How awful were the thoughts that possessed me. Supposing that I had made a mistake in the quantity of antidote? If they found me like this and buried me! Perhaps this was death, and the dead know all that is done to them—even to being buried without the power of moving. ”
