“My names is Tom Hannigan. I live in New York.”
He said to reassure himself.
“That explains the who. Now the what and the where. What am I doing?”
Tom got a look at his surroundings.
“I’m strapped down in a chair.”
It wasn’t an ordinary chair. For one thing it was facing up instead of forward.
“Where am I?”
It was very dark where Tom was but if he had to bet he was in a capsule.
“Try to remember…”
It was coming to him.
Tom smiled and laughed like an idiot.
“I’m in New Jersey. God awful New Jersey!”
He laughed again but quickly stopped to think.
“Why am I in New Jersey?”
Tom said aloud.
“I can answer that one.”
There was some static feedback and a voice started speaking to him.
“This is ground control to Major Tom.”
"Can you hear me Major Tom? Over."
“Who are you?”
“You know who I am.