What is "as in"

Usage examples of "as in".

It was in a manuscript box secured with rubber bands, as if Bachman had been on the verge of sending it to his publisher when his final remission ended.

Remember how it was in college, when we thought we'd live forever and only our stupid periods ever caught us by surprise?

Another deafening report, and he was tightening his back and buttocks against a potentially lethal hit even while his mind was informing him that one, at least, was thunder.

Sometimes she would tell Janice about Seth how he had come to stay, and how neither she nor Herb had seen or suspected (at least at first) what was inside Seth, a thing that was being very still, watching them and husbanding its strength and waiting for the right time to come out.

Now he was in a dark hall, just happy to realize he hadn't wet his pants, or worse.

He was in a little house that smelled of pipe tobacco, he was in a living room with framed photos of animals pretty special ones, according to the captions on the walls, a living room where only the huge, shapeless chair in front of the TV looked really used, and he had just tied his bandanna around his leg where he had sustained a bullet-wound, shallow but a bona fide bullet-wound just the same, and people were yelling, scared and yelling, and the skinny woman in the sleeveless blouse was also wounded (nothing shallow about hers, either) and outside people were dead, and if all this wasn't a problem, then Steve guessed that 'problem' was a concept without meaning.

And once he was in the house, that stalking thing walking from place to place as if his legs won't bend.

I was in the kitchen, walking aimlessly around, my head aching so badly that I could feel my eyeballs throbbing, & I kept wanting to grin.

The sunset light was in its green eyes, making them look as if they were on fire.

What was inside its lifted skull was not blood, bone, and tissue but fibrous pink stuff that reminded Johnny of the blown-in insulation he'd gotten for the second floor and attic of his new house the year after he'd moved in.

It was in a sealed envelope marked CONCERNS STRANGE INCIDENT IN CHINA PIT and READ AFTER MY DEATH, PLS.

It's a working mine, and not as interesting as the old gold and silver shafts.

I have been over it and over it in my mind, and while I was in Peru (which is where I was, looking at bauxite deposits, when Audrey Wyler's letter of enquiry came in to the Deep Earth post box in Desperation), I dreamed of it a dozen or more times.

I could have shone my light up to see what kind of shape the topshaft was in, but I didn't dare.

All you'd ever need to know about a father's love was in the way he did that.