108 hours, four days.
Pacing back and forth
Sixteen...seventeen...eighteen...
Just a few more days to go.
My breathing increased.
My head spun.
Stay awake...
The silent green walls greeted me.
Only they know I'm crazy after a day or two.
I stumbled through the halls.
Down the steps to the basement.
My eyes were growing heavy.
Do not sleep.
206....
The last number I counted before I left the cell.
A man came and got me.
The same man every single time.
Being led down the dimly lit tunnel.
Torches light the walls.
At the end of the hall is my cell.
5x5 square with steel bars and a locked gate.
Thirty-one...thirty-two...
Why do I still count?
Fifty-seven...fifty-eight...fifty-nine...
Panic washed over me
My breathing fast.
A narrow catwalk is in front of me.
A staircase to its left.
Faces are staring down on me.
I wanted to scream.
Hundreds of eyes watching me.
Twenty-one...twenty-two...twenty-three...
I scream.
Deranged laughter filled the room.
Bouncing off the walls.
Mocking me like a clown.
108...
