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Preface
Time feels eternal locked up in a basement.
Seconds turn to hours, hours to days, days to months, and so on...until you completely lose the sense of time and have no idea whether it's night or day, or how many weeks have gone by since you were free.
I missed copious things anyone would take for granted. Sunlight. A fresh breeze. Heck, I missed rain.
I most of all missed my family. I hated not knowing if they were okay. I hated knowing that they likely believed I was dead.
But more than any feeling I had of longing for my family, or just plain misery, is the hatred I felt for him. The one who locked my up here. The cause of all my pain and suffering.
