Russian Rest

Prompted flash fiction: feather, llama, elevator

The banging wouldn’t stop. Ronson Begay opened his eyes and squinted. Once he made sense of the image on the other side of the reinforced glass, Ronson realized he was looking at a university cop tapping on the window of the hypobaric chamber with his nightstick. 

The cop stopped tapping when he saw Ronson was awake.

Ronson knitted his not-insubstantial e…