Sir! Sir, are you OK? He killed who?
Some woman is shaking me, I can t quite focus, and I bat her hand away.
Don t touch me! I growl.
Sir, you are going to have to calm down! Do I need to have you restrained?
What? No, I say, coming to. I continue I m sorry, I must have been asleep.
No sir, you were looking right at me, are you alright? Who did he kill?
I m confused . Who did who kill? I reply.
Knuth.
I felt like she d slapped me.
I panicked, and babbled, I think I was having a nightmare, I think I must have had some kind of sleepwalking. I tried to fumble for my seatbelt.
Her hand slammed down on the buckle. No sir, you re going to have to stay seated for the remainder of the flight, for your own safety, mmmkay? Have you been drinking?
The answer came from somewhere behind her, I gave him a double vodka at the beginning of the flight, that s it.
Alright, well sir, we re going to have a doctor meet us on the ground, mmmkay? The airline
What! No, I don t need a doctor! I said a little too forcefully , Look, I m sorry
Sir, can you tell me what day it is?
Why? It s April 15th, what do you
And sir, can you tell me your name ?
Right that second, I could only answer her with wide eyes.
OK, sir, we re going to get you some help, mmmkay? We will land in about an hour , and we ll look up your name and see if we can contact any family members to see if you need any medication , mmmkay?