As William Legrand contemplated a mad corrective action to resolve his nightmares, he put things off until he once again fell asleep and had a fourth, vivid dream. Legrand seemed to awake, not from sleep but from an illness so severe that his vital signs were suspended and he appeared dead to any observer. He found he was lying not in a bed but on a floor made of rude, hard planks. It was dark and so Legrand reached up but his hands were blocked by more planks only a foot above his face. He reached to the sides and again encountered planks forcing him to conclude he had been entombed alive.