We All Know
Time was a relative thing. There were so many factors that seemed to determine the passage of time. I remember once reading a book about Einstein that really stuck with me over the years. He said that when courting a girl, an hour seemed like a minute, but when standing on a hot rock, a minute seemed like an hour.
When I was buried in my work, days could pass without me even noticing. Normally, I would have to stop when I got hungry, but after Caleb appeared in my life, I didn't even have to stop for that. He made sure that my body had everything it needed while my mind continued to push me forward.
Spending any amount of time with my mates was the same way.
But now, strapped to the table, time dragged on.
I had no idea how long I had been here. There was no clock around to mark the passage of time and no windows to give even a hint of day or night.