The room was dark and stale. The air was thick with humidity, making it harder to breath. 'where am I?' I thought to myself. The last thing I remembered was going to bed.
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It was a slight noise, but the never-ending darkness amplified it.
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It was a constant, never changing, steady dripping. It was the only thing telling me I was alive. Squinting my eyes I felt a crusty dryness under and around my eyes. Reaching up in one quick swoop, I tenderly reached for my eyes; only to have my arm stopped what seemed like inches from my face. 'why cant I reach?!'
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Frantically I pulled on my arms, finally able to hear the chains clanking together. I pulled and tugged until my arms could no longer take the abuse. I could feel the warm liquid that once flowed in me, trial down my wrists and dripped from my fingers in tempo with my only companion.
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-SCREAM- YELL- My mind pleaded, but my body was unwilling to respond. Slowly I calmed and once again reached up. I reached as far as my arms could go, then leaned the rest of the way. Gingerly touching under my eyes, I felt a thick semi-dry wetness, then farther up to my eyes. Only to feel two empty hollows. Again and again I reached up only to find the same result. ' I HAVE NO EYES!'
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-SCREAM- My mind yelled. This time my body complied. Taking a deep breath I opened my mouth to yell, only to be stoped by a sudden pain. Ghosting my fingers over my lips I felt thread; it was weaved over and under my lips, sealing them shut. With a choked cry I let my body drop. My thoughts racing, my throat burned with the need to cry out to God ' WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME!?' But I couldnt. All I could do was lie there with my arms and legs reduced to minimal movement, in a place that was forever going to be dark, with only a slow, constant , never changing friend that would ultimately lead to my insanity.
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