Then I remember staring fixedly over the cuff of the mask, and through a mist of Gas and tears, focussing on the black rubber breathing bag on the Gas...trolley. It was rhythmically filling and then emptying; filling and emptying; responding to my breathing; registering the Gas as it flowed into and then out of my lungs. Dimly I realised that it had become too difficult to control my breathing and that my body, which now seemed like a separate entity, was breathing automatically on my behalf.. The sanctuary was large, and unlike the foyer, did not have a dropceiling. Instead, the ceiling panels followed the contour of thebuilding, arcing high overhead. The music from the five piece band onthe platform issued from the speakers, reverberating through thecavernous space as they found seats near the front of the sanctuary.Bree was impressed by the size of the crowd; Paul had told her thesanctuary could seat five hundred, and it was almost filled tocapacity.They had barely gotten settled. More

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