I woke up in the dark, and I couldn't see or feel anything. I started to hyperventalate, and I almost fainted. I closed my eyes, and imagined Dan cuddling me. I could hear his soft, sweet voice in my head.
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
you make me happy, when skies are grey.
you'll never know dear,
how much I love you.
please don't take my sunshine away.
The other night dear, as I was sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms.
but when I woke up, I was mistaken
and I hung my head down and cried.
Before I knew it, tears were falling down my cheeks and I started to sob. I'm such a baby, how can anyone stand me? I bet even Dan feels bad for me.
"Help" I tried to yell, but it came out as another sob. Then, I saw a faint light start to appear a few yards away, it was a door opening. As light was shed on the room, I saw that the walls were a rusted grey metal of some sort. The floor was cracked concrete with spiders crawling in each creavase.
The figure that was walking towards me was in all black, and he didn't get close enough for me to see his face. All she or he did was throw a small container at my feet. I reached out and grabbed it, and saw that its contents were a piece of white bread and a small water bottle.
"Wait!" I stood up and tried reaching out to the figure, but before I could reach them they slammed the door and locked it, leaving me in the dark again.
I made my way over to where I was before my feeling for the container, and I sat down. I took out the piece of bread, and realized I was starving. I only took one bite, savoring every bit of it, knowing I'd probably need the rest for later. Despite the fact I don't remember what happened after I got home from seeing Dan, I knew I had to get out of here.
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About an hour later- or so I think, I have no way of keeping track of time- The door opened again but only to throw in a small flashlight. When I reached out to it, the doork quickly shut and locked again, so I turned on the flashlight.
When I looked down at myself, I noticed I had a few minor spider bites. I don't think they're poisonous, but just to be safe I ripped off a small piece of my shirt, dabbed it in my water, and cleaned a few of them that were bleeding. Then took that piece of cloth and tyed it around the worst bite and sighed.
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It's been a looong time since the Figure visited. Possibly days, maybe a week. I had run out of bread and water a few days ago, and my clothes were dirty, ragged, and ripped in places to bandage my spider bites. The flashlight hasn't died yet, but I used it for a few seconds to examine myself.
I smelled bad, but I had gotten used to it. I don't sleep much, so I have a few bags under my eyes I think, I don't know what baggy eyes are supposed to feel like. I was really skinny, not quite boney but skinny. I hadn't talked in a while, because I'm not exactly getting air pumped in here and talking would waste it. My thoughts consisted of Dan, worrying if he had forgooten about me. Also death, because I'm pretty sure I'm going to die in here.
Oh well, it's not like anyone will find me anyway.
