The phosphorus, of which there was only a speck or two, I gathered up as well as I could, and returned with it, after much difficulty, to my box, where Tiger had all the while remained.
What to do next I could not tell.

The hold was so intensely dark that I could not see my hand, however close I would hold it to my face.

The white slip of paper could barely be discerned, and not even that when I looked at it directly; by turning the exterior portions of the retina toward it--that is to say, by surveying it slightly askance, I found that it became in some measure perceptible.

Thus the gloom of my prison may be imagined, and the note of my friend, if indeed it were a note from him, seemed only likely to throw me into further trouble, by disquieting to no purpose my already enfeebled and agitated mind.
In vain I revolved in my brain a multitude of absurd expedients for procuring light--such expedients precisely as a man in the perturbed sleep occasioned by opium would be apt to fall upon for a similar purpose--each and all of which appear by turns to the dreamer the most reasonable and the most preposterous of conceptions, just as the reasoning or imaginative faculties flicker, alternately, one above the other.

At last an idea occurred to me which seemed rational, and which gave me cause to wonder, very justly, that I had not entertained it before.