human
No, I must abide the struggle, which a few seconds more will bring on: I must perish deplorably in it. Then the Epicurean worm will feast upon my remains, and I shall no longer hear any sound, or see any sight, till the last trumpet shall awaken me from slumber, and gather me together from the jaws of the tomb.
gpt
This, however, thought I,
human
I nevertheless breathed again, and again, and again; but nothing like stifling seized upon me--nothing of the kind, even when I had made fifty good respirations. On the contrary, I respired with the most perfect freedom. This struck me as very singular; and being naturally of an inquisitive disposition, I felt an irresistible wish, even in my dreadful situation, to investigate if possible the cause of it.
gpt
The coffin must be unconscionably large. This was my first idea; and to ascertain it, I slightly raised my hands, shuddering at the same time at the thought of their coming in contact with the lid above me. However, they encountered no lid. Up, up, up, I elevated them, and met with nothing. I then groped to the sides, but the coffin laterally seemed equally capacious; no sides were to be found.
human
This is certainly a most extraordinary shell to bury a man of my size in. I shall try if possible to ascertain its limits before I die--suppose I endeavour to stand upright. The thought no sooner came across my mind than I carried it into execution. I got up, raising myself by slow degrees, in case of knocking my head against the lid. Nothing, however, impeded my extension, and I stood straight. I even raised my hands on high, to feel if it were possible to reach the top: no such thing; the coffin was apparently without bounds. Altogether, I felt more comfortable than a buried man could expect to be. One thing struck me, and it was this--I had no grave-clothes upon me.
gpt
But, thought I,
human
I had not as yet opened my eyes, being daunted at the idea of encountering the dreary darkness of the grave. But my courage being somewhat augmented by the foregoing events, I endeavoured to open them. This was impossible; and on examination, I found that they were bandaged, my head being encircled with a fillet. On endeavouring to loosen it, I lost my balance, and tumbled down with a hideous noise. I did not merely fall upon the bottom of the coffin, as might be expected; on the contrary, I seemed to roll off it, and fell lower, as it were, into some vault underneath. In endeavouring to arrest this strange descent, I caught hold of the coffin, and pulled it on the top of me. Nor was this all; for, before I could account for such a train of extraordinary accidents below ground, and while yet stupified and bewildered, I heard a door open, and in an instant after, human voices.
gpt
What, in heaven's name, can be the meaning of this? ejaculated I involuntarily.
human
Is it a dream?--am I asleep, or am I awake? Am I dead or alive? While meditating thus, and struggling to extricate myself from the coffin, I heard some one say distinctly,
gpt
Good God, he is come alive! My brain was distracted by a whirlwind of vain conjectures; but before it could arrange one idea, I felt myself seized upon by both arms, and raised up with irresistible force. At the same instant the fillet was drawn from my eyes. I opened them with amazement: instead of the gloom of death, the glorious light of heaven burst upon them! I was confounded; and, to add to my surprise, I saw supporting me two men, with whose faces I was familiar. I gazed at the one, then at the other, with looks of fixed astonishment.
human
What is this? said I;
gpt
You must remain quiet, said the eldest, with a smile.
human
We must have you put to bed, and afterwards dressed.
gpt
What is this? continued I:
human
Hush, my dear friend--let me throw this great-coat over you.
gpt
But I must speak, said I, my senses still wandering.
human
Where am I?--who are you?
gpt
Do you not know me?
human
Yes, replied I, gazing at him intently--
gpt
You may thank us that you did not, said he.
human
Look around, and say if you know where you are.