Placing my transparent mask upon my upturned welcoming face, I feel its cool edges slide down my cheek, its base lightly touching my neck. Behind this mask I am safe, behind this mask I am alone. I am cool, my mind serene and clear. Sacrificing all my self to another’s voice I feel my lungs swell and lift, my ribs arise with ceremonial pomp, my eyes lift, plastic-coated, to the sky. And from my gut it comes, an explosion of light, filling my vision, transforming the world in an instant of nuclear light; total personality destruction. And born from the awesome light, new features appear, slowly edges solidify; colour, texture and shadow condense. My nose pricks with new sensation – and as I feel my plastic mouth open, with my last inscribing thought, I know that there will now be sound.