As soon as Ryan awoke, he began exploring the boundaries of his confines. He traveled as far as he could along the wall, but was met by a wall of ice. He began to walk along that, mildly shivering. He walked and walked, until he was met by a wall of fire. Somehow, the ice didn't melt the fire where it met. Ryan sighed. He was definitely trapped in.
After two hours of searching for some chink in the walls, he had found nothing. He wanted to scream. He beats his fists against the wall. Suddenly, he had an idea. He walked over to the wall of ice. He raised his fist and punched the wall as hard as he could. He jumped back and shook his hand out, letting out an embarrassing squeal. Ryan sighed. He had a lot of work to do.
Ryan wiped his brow. He punched the wall again. And again. He continued to punch it until his hands were raw and red. And even then he kept punching it. He punched it until he was sure that was hands would be permanently bruised. He examined the wall. Had he really... He had! He'd made breakthrough! Ryan knew now, no matter how long it took, he was getting out.
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Shadows of the Mind
Mystery / ThrillerA wacky experiment. Split personalities. What will happen?