"Hello," I called through the dark and empty room. My voice echoed through the room. No one responded. "Is anyone there?" I called again and still there was no answer. I had no memory of who I was, where I was, and what day it was. I still knew how to talk which was good I guess. I looked around the room and saw nothing but darkness. It was so dark that I couldn't even see my hand when I put it in front of my face. The room suddenly became very cold as though it was a massive freezer. Wait hold that thought, what's a freezer again? Meh I guess it's not important.
A few minutes past by and I was slowly getting bored I wished there was some noise around so I could investigate something. Well there wasn't anything so I decided to put my head down and rest for a little bit. I lied there in the darkness thinking who put me into this situation , or when I would get out of it. I closed my eyes and fell back asleep. I dreamed of a doctor pulling out a massive saw and was cutting my toes off. The sight of that terrified me as I awoke once again in darkness with massive amounts of cold sweat.
I was starting to get a little nervous about staying in a room with nothing but darkness and cold air. I stood up and walked around the room to explore. My hands were in front of me to feel for anything. My legs trembled through the darkness. I shivered through the chilliness. I kept walking even though my legs felt like poles of iron. It came to my attention that I was not in a room , but I was in a vast endless space. No matter how far I walked there was nothing. I began to sprint at full pace to look for something. What felt like an entire hour of sprinting I still couldn't find anything besides a pitch black space in front of me.
I sat down to calm myself. Suddenly the floor disappeared and I began to fall. Though I was falling I till could not feel the air. I literately felt nothing. It was crazy how there was nothing. My eyes began to close out of exhaustion though there was nothing to lay down on I fell asleep falling. Crazy right. I started to dream again, but this time I didn't dream, so when I awoke I was confused in which I didn't know if I was awake or asleep. Either way I was beginning to feel very very hungry.
I sat there starving and in desperation I yelled, " WHERE'S MY FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD". I didn't expect for anything to happen, but right after I yelled my stomach seemed to be filled with food. This happened for many weeks if I was hungry I yelled. I also yelled if I was thirsty. The weird thing was that I never needed to use the bathroom. Sorry if you guys were eating and reading this. Anyways I basically needed no necessities. Another week passed by and I found myself rocking back and forth. I never knew if I was asleep or if I was awake. I kept track of "day's" I've been here by making a new tear in my T-shirt.
It became harder and harder for me to stay in my normal mental capacity. I found myself slowly starting to lose it. I lasted only by telling myself there will be another person to join you. I kept a hopeful eye to look out for anyone else who had joined me in this terrifying darkness.
