Tied to Dinner table chair Memory
I am sitting at a dinner table. The room is darkly lit and the table is about 12 feet long and dark rustic wood. The table is plainly set and about 14 or so pilots/officers are seated at this table. I am sitting in a wooden straight backed chair with arm rests and I am tied to the chair. I am seated on the end next to the person sitting on the end of the table. The room has a warm yellow glow to it. I guess it could be lit by oil lanterns or candles. Either way it is not very bright. The room is not big either and seems to be for the purpose of a dinning room.

I can't see the faces of the other men very well. I think this must be with Jasta 2 because I don't think that I am the commander. I'm seriously tied down to this chair. Rope is looped down over my wrists and forearms. No one is being mean to me, I am just tied to the chair. I can see metal plates set down on the table. There is a plate of food for me, and I have to ask one of the guys next to me to feed me. Stephen Kirmiar is sitting across to the left of me at the table. He has an amused look on his face. A smirk. I keep wondering if I can get out of this, but every time I start to wriggle a bit free one of the gentlemen next to me makes sure that I don't.

I simply have to sit there. I think Oswald Boelcke is sitting at the end of the table to my right. I can see him put a mouthful of food in his mouth and looking me with a smug satisfied and amused look. Oh God, if I complain too much he and the other guy next to me stick their fingers into my very ticklish sides. They are taunting me with how much the food tastes good and ask me if I would like to have some! What on earth did I do to get this done to me me? There is a door behind where Bolcke is sitting. That room has bright lights and I can occasionally see that light when the door is opened.