[Luis Antonio]

It was very confortable environment. Every muscle in his body was happy, his position in the bed was fabulous. In fact, not even the many sensors that had been placed over his body were a problem now. He had awoken, with a noise, wich started far away, very far away, but was so constant and so much disturbing in his confortable dream - was it a dream? - that made his eyes open to reality once again.

A dark environment appeared ahead of him. But a tiny green light was flashing ahead. When he moved his body, the constant noise stopped, and the bed started moving.

"Hypersleep. Again." Then he started a slow motion from his hand, indending to reach the button. The screen behind the green light started to work, displaying *Breathing liquid drain in five minutes. Acknowledge?* He pressed OK. He could feel he was upside down. And, he could also feel his blood pumping on the head. "Sh... this is gona be another of those weeks." The water level soon became low. The sound sistem was once again the comunication way.

*Clear your lungs out of water. Breathe three times.* He was coughing, and his lungs were claiming for liquid. His hands were suspended all this time and now he had a feeling of unease when not protected on water. The touch feeling was disgusting, not to mention the air on his lungs seemed like needles. And it was so cold, so cold... Breathe one, breathe two, breathe three times. Deep. Filling the lungs with air, despite the pain. He trained for that. A long time ago.

The screen and audio sistem showed another warning. *Activate the rotation sistem via voice command.*

_Return me to normal gravity position C, if you please.

The hypersleep "bed", or "tomb" as they used to call it has put itself to work and started rotation. His breathing still hurt him a lot, but he knewed he gotta get out of there and have some hot water bath, clothes and the painfull feeling of gravity. "Another week... They dont pay me enough for that." Now it was not only his head. He could feel his heartbeats in his whole skin. And it was friggin annoying. The door opened. And then he could see some light.

He placed his hands in front of the eyes, for even this light has been hard for him, but when he did that the sensors have been striped of his skin, hurting him a bit. "Damn. When am I going to learn?" Then he retrieved the rest of them, and started to walk toward the doorway.

There, he found a bathroom. Showers. And clothes.