You’d have thought from all that intensity – we have no choice, disaster looms – that they’d be in a hurry to get on with it, whatever it might turn out to be, but apparently not. Still, it gave me time to reflect, get the horrors, overcome them, relapse into a quivering mass and gradually pull myself together again until I resembled something vaguely human. Also, my headache slowly subsided, though I was too busy scaring myself to death to feel the benefit.
