>Well Good Day to you, Sir. Time to wake up, get your face ready, approach the mount, and put your arm into the sling. I woke up, with my face next to the 18th page of the crossword puzzle book I had received last night. At least, I think it was last night. Maybe it all happened the night before. Hard to say. All I know is, I am still here, and everyday, the voice tells me to move towards the mount, and put my arm through the sling. And every night, it tells me tomorrow is another day, and gives me another gift... Food, water, several blankets,,, A crossword puzzle book... Followed by a chessboard... And a Nintendo Wii... With nobody to play with... But I just need to approach the mount, and put my arm through the sling... >Sir, we don't mean to rush you, just whenever you are ready, approach the mount, and put your right arm through the sling. I can no longer guess the accent. Could be England, or Australia. Maybe even a bitter Kiwi.