I am returned, alive somehow and able to see, dimly yes, but sight all the same. Its nearly 5 days without caffeine, booze or any sort of quality time in my favorite internet caves; the word that comes to mind is subhuman. Im reduced to Neanderthal breaking his fingers on cave walls using Mammoth blood for color and grunting incoherently.
No lights, no pretty pictures nor pleasing sounds to give you, just the terrifying spectre of my survival.
There is much to do and read.
Get ready.