My life became a series of dark rooms; windows painted over, ever-present dust, never a gleam of sunlight or breath of wind. My only companion the flickering glow of the Opemipo-null in my glasses.... 

Lentils. 
Lentils and eggs....  

“You are awake. Good.” The speaker had a strange voice....  

I attended St. O’hea’s School for Boys from pre-school through the completion of my matriculation exams, but never thought of myself as religious....