How long Archibald slept he could not have said. He woke some hours later with a vague feeling that a thunderstorm of unusual violence had broken out in his immediate neighborhood. But this, he realized as the mists of slumber cleared away, was an error. The noise which had disturbed him was not thunder but the sound of someone snoring. Snoring like the dickens. The walls seemed to be vibrating like the deck of an ocean liner...
Archibald awoke from his sleep feeling as though an intense thunderstorm was raging nearby, a sensation that left him disoriented. As he gradually regained consciousness, he came to the realization that the thunderous noise that had startled him was not a storm but rather something much more mundane—snoring.
The snoring was so loud and vigorous that it caused the walls to vibrate, reminiscent of the swaying motion on a ship. This amusing scene captures the humorous clarity that emerges from a deep sleep, leading to a comical misunderstanding of one's surroundings.
