If you rip into the walls with intent to do damage, you begin to feel faint.

I initially attributed it to the voices we were hearing- you can speak to a rash of people who would hear someone calling for help, chase the sound of their screams, then tear into a wall to rescue them and begin to feel suddenly weak. The two things followed so quickly one after the other that we didn't initially differentiate them.

I returned to an open panel a few days after it happened to me, reached in, and began tearing. I didn't get the chance to do any harm before Frank Castiglione had to keep me from cracking my skull open on the deck.

[And to her credit, she at least sounds rueful.]

I hadn't heard about explosive decompression yet.