she reached into a see-through bag from the bathroom , pulled out a glass bottle and sprayed me with it . i could no longer see or walk or distinguish what was real . when he opened his eyes late that evening , the shadows were gathering , the room was still , and a figure sat in silhouette by the dying light of the far window . he beamed at my words and reached down into the inside pocket of his jacket . but only accessible by swimming underwater . '' 