Taking a Sauna bath is a great time when you endure in such a torrid air, sweat all over your body and plunge into a cold water.
"Yeah, good feeling."
I nodded watching a clock hanging on a wall in a sauna bath. It has passed nine minutes after I entered the sauna bath. Pores in the skin have been opened wide and I sweated like I got soaked wet in heavy rain. I think this sauna bath is much much hotter than I have ever taken.
It was used to be packed with full of tourists, but now it is as quiet as the night except holidays. It is a little before 11:00 p.m.. As I thought, nobody was here. I feel the sauna bath here is mine. Ideal starting.
I have been enduring for 12 minutes in the torrid air since I got into. The first limit of patience is now around the corner. "1 minute more" I said to myself and endure watching a clock. My eyes and nose are feeling terrible because of the heat.
"The limit", I thought. Now sweating like a waterfall.
I have recognized that something sounded around the heating device a little before. I don't know what causes the "sound". It sputters like a shower touches the high voltage electric wire. I have a clock but no thermometer here for some reason. This is as hot as hell. But the hotter, the much better for me. It's because I love the feeling jumping into cold water afterwards. Even me, now is the time to get out of here.
I stood up totteringly, then the air in the sauna bath waved slowly. With sweating hand I tried to open the door. It doesn't open.
"What the hell"
This struck me speechless for a while, but soon I found the reason why. I have tried to push it because I used to use the sauna bath having a door pushing and pulling to enter. I have forgotten that I could slide the door to open. I have forgotten in the heat.
I have relieved in a gentle air outside of the sauna bath.
But there was no limpid cold water there to squeeze my body bulging like a balloon by the heat in the sauna bath.
"Oh, my god!"
I felt the blood rushed to my head. "What is the purpose to endure in the heat so long without the cold bath?" "What can you do?"
People in this hotel have forgotten to fill the water in there.
All I could do was poring warm water to me in a bucket. I am going to clam to the front about this!
A guy in the front looked a little older than 30's, fair skin. He asks me about the breakfast somehow.
"What time do you want to eat the breakfast?"
I explained to him that I came here to write some stories so I might have to stay up late. Then I might have to have the breakfast as early as possible. And vice versa.
But he keeps asking me without any feeling expressing, "Then what time do you want to eat?"
If there were the cold bath there, I would try the sauna bath one more time. But that feeling has already faded away. I was really looking forward to drink a couple of beers after getting out of the sauna bath and the cold bath to celebrate the start of the day. I felt that I had nothing but taking a usual bath to warm up my shrunken body again.
As before, it seems nobody coming in.
While taking a warm bath, anger gradually disappeared. Drying myself on a towel, I found there was a massage machine in the corner of this room. Unlike the others, it is free to use.
It is a safe-chair-type looking heavy indeed. Because I am a writer, I always have a stiff shoulder. Sitting all day, so I know I have a stiff in not only my shoulder but also from my back through my chest. Putting my pant on, I sat on the massage machine.
I read the instructions sticking on the side of my right elbow. The system is operated not pushing a button, but just simply touching it softly. It started buzzing and the red lump blinking. I set it strong.
This is exquisite unlike I expected. What a feeling. In addition, this massage machine with wonderful functions is free.
I watched the clock absorbedly. It has already passed 11:20 p.m.
"From 6 o'clock in the morning until 11 o'clock for a bath" I remembered the guy in the front said so. But I can't get away from sitting in here. I felt so happy. The rapture of the sauna bath and cold bath afterwards is now far under my feet.
Then it sounds sliding a bath door. I thought there were some people taking a bath such a time. I carefully looked toward the sound. It was the guy in the front. He just came in to check whether everything here is all set or not. I thought he heard of the sound of the massage machine and said, "The time is over, sir". But he just stepped though a locker to a locker quickly. The massage machine is behind the lockers so that you see it barely. I wondered, but I then quickly found the reason. He was listening to music while working. For a while I heard that he put buckets in the right place roughly continuously, then heard the entrance door was closed. Then lights around me were turned off abruptly. The sound of motor howling surrounded my whole body comfortably was also gone. And I realized I stilled in silence.
Yeah I did stilled.
I wanted to move but I couldn't. I was speechless for a few minutes in the darkness, and then found out the reason. This is because of the massage machine I have been using comfortably. It held me so tight.
First the hand of the machine that has massaged me strongly, kindly, loyally, held my shoulder tightly. Not only that. I feel my back is fixed like a cockroach stuck on adhesive. The bad timing doubled at the same time. An artificial hand stopped working just in the point holding my both calves and ankles.
"What the hell is this?"
I yelled without thinking and complained for a while.
I thought this seems like a human specimen stuck on the chair. Though, optimism existed. I thought something was going to happen to help me. If I slide my body down a little through the hand holding my entire back, I thought I would get out of this situation.
"Come on!"
I tried to pop up my belly into the air, then I got away. I thought. But goodness, the hands seemed to continuously grab my back strongly. I couldn't take off my back at last. So I switched my whole conscience down to my feet to get out using a reaction of both feet.
Terribly there is something that has been massage my feet comfortably, but now it fixes my feet and that stilled working just holding my feet so that I couldn't swing, even move my feet.
(This must be probably really bad.)
I felt myself turning pale. Perhaps I never ever get out of this massage machine forever.
(Godamn it!)
I then made a movement using the entire force that I could squeeze as much as I could. Right, left, up and down. I yelled at somewhere all of a sudden.
It isn't funny that I stuck on here only wearing underwear until morning. This is like a comic!
(That guy!)
Simultaneously I remembered the job done by that lazy guy in the front, and then I increased the anger. Like this hotel there must be people drunk and sleeping comfortably in the changing room. There must be people sleeping on this massage machine as well. I did not sleep but shamefully there is such a person.
What a corner cutting, and laziness.
"Heeeeey!" I screamed as much as possible. This is at midnight. I thought if I yelled like such, even though the bathroom is far away from the front, somebody might hear this.
"Yoooooh!" I yelled once again.
"Somebody help me!!" I shouted continuously. That gave a creak in my whole body.
When I move, I feel my back and shoulder hurt. As time went by, I felt pains increasing.
I looked around carefully without breathing. I may hear some sound somebody dragging slippers at this time.
Is there anyone coming to help me? Is there somebody working in the night shift? I wait for it for a while. I only hear the water in the bathroom bubbling up. I heard something as well, then. That is like something sputtering
That bubbling and sputtering sound are coming from somewhere differently. The sound sputtering seemed like the sound that rain touched the high voltage electric wire. While I am listening to them carefully, those sounds seem to be mixed and sounded like somebody talking.
Suddenly I thought this is an awful trick done by the guy in the front knowing the fact that I was here stuck on the massage machine and intentionally killed the lights. And he might laugh at my reaction in such a situation. I thought he was watching me from somewhere I couldn't see.
(If he would peek me though somewhere, I would not panic.)
To calm me down, I tried to sing a song. I want him to know that I can afford to sing even I am stuck in this terrible situation on the massage machine. But what kind of song should I sing?
What kind of song matches in this situation? Folklore? No. Pops? No, this is too energetic. What about "My way"? This may be good. But the problem is that I do not remember lyrics. Yeah I can hum it.
Then I gently sang "My way". As I thought, I lost lyrics and switched humming. I repeated twice, then I recognized that this was silly as a matter of fact.
I heard the water bubbling when I was quiet. It was just the sound the water bubbling. I felt the sputtering sound was getting bigger a little bit.
The exit sign only turned on in red. I feel thirsty and cold as time goes by. I thought I would not stand this situation when I recognized the desires I have had. There was a faucet running a little water out of it in 2 ft apart. I tried to move again toward it, but it was vain as I thought.
"Wooow!!" I shouted again. Should I endure in this situation until the next morning comes? Am I having a terrible dream? I thought I could have, but pains in the back and shoulder told me this wasn"t a dream.
I noticed that there was a towel on the floor right besides the massage machine. My both hands were free, so I picked it up.
One idea came up to my mind.
By using this towel I could lead water to me. Having one end of the towel I swung it. It is long enough to reach the faucet, but I needed to think about more to make sure that it grabs the faucet tightly. I looked around the massage machine to find something which can help. I found a slipper sitting on the floor. If I stretch my arm as much as I can, I would reach a part of it. Even though I felt pains on my back and left shoulder, I at last put my finger on it. I dragged it carefully, very carefully. I grabbed it and brought it up on my body. This is the second profit resulting from my hard work.
I tore off a part of the towel using my teeth. I tied them together. I realized I spend thirty minutes just to do so. As before, it was as quiet as the night curtain fallen in the room. I only heard the water bubbling up, water running, and something sparking like rain touches the high voltage electric wire.
I swung that lethal weapon I just made some times and aimed to the faucet, and then I threw it. The first try was failed. It just hit the head of the faucet and got back to me. It was difficult to control it.
I aimed it very carefully and tried once again. At this time I threw it up slowly. I could not make it easily. Finally I made it. It clung to the faucet at last.
"YEEEES!"
I made small guts pose and thanked god. I dragged the towel and made it tight. I did not know if this worked. I had to wait for an answer for a while. I closed my eyes, but grabbed one end of the towel tight and prayed.
Long time has passed.
Soon I felt a sign of happiness. I gradually felt wet on my hand holding the towel. I certainly noticed that the towel was wet. I am not sure how long it takes to fully charge with water. But I am pretty sure that I absolutely get water out of it. Even though I was in a predicament, I was proud that I thought of this plan. Anyway one way is now opened. I could succeed if I tried. One success brought me a motivation to move on to the next motivation.
I knew water flowing though the towel. I sucked it up holding one end of the towel tight. Then I think of the next theme of challenge.
There is a locker opened having a mirror facing me. I think that mirror reflecting something flashing sometime. The light is moving in red. I do not know what it is at all, but this is another discovery for me.
Staring at it, obviously the red light moves slowly. Dancing red light flickers. Basically I am bored in this room so this kind of new discovery refreshes me.
What is that light?
Something stimulus ran though the top of my nose.
I think the smell isn't the one I never smelled before. I rather know this smell very much. This is the smell of smoke of something burning. What the hell is burning? The smell is gradually thickening. Simultaneously sparking sound is getting bigger rapidly as well. I have ever heard of this sound. This is the sound coming from the sauna bath. I wonder why it is becoming bigger. I think the smell of smoke is thickened suddenly.
I feel really bad somehow. I definitely.