No Going Back

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God, help me.
Someone's here, I can feel it.
Please, please!
Step, step, step
I can hear them
Getting closer and closer
When finally they're so close I can feel their hot breath roll down the back of my neck-
I'm hiding inside my own fears
I'm hiding inside my own head
But in reality I've left myself wide open
I might as well where a sign around saying
I'm vulnerable
Jesus, what is happening?
Suddenly hands are around my mouth
Preventing me from screaming in absolute fear
So raw from the pit of my stomach.
I'm drowning in confusion and regret and horror
Who is this person?
One hand remains on my mouth and the other is gone
Gone somewhere I can't detect
The night has come in through my only window
It's spread around my room
Decorating my walls
It has swallowed me whole and I'm helpless in here
Let me go, please
I hear the harsh ripping of duck tape
No, no
One hand still on my mouth
Fuck, I am so scared
What have I done to deserve this?
"Give me the tape, damn it!"
My eyes widen
The voice is male, so harsh and scratchy
So... Familiar?
"Fuck! I told you to give it to me!"
The hand on my mouth is gripping harder
And harder
And suddenly

My mind shuts off.

Keith.

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