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Don't quite know what this is or when I wrote it, but I found it. I honestly have no idea what I was going for.

It was dark when I opened my eyes. So dark and cold it felt like I was in a jail cell. Where am I? I tried to move, but my body was bound together by chains, belts, rope and wire. There were  wounds on my arms and legs, open and bleeding. I tried to stand, but I couldn't. It was as if my legs were made out of lead.

I tried to move again. This time I began to fall. Falling... Or was the room rotating? Everything was moving so slowly. Just as I was about to hit the floor, everything stopped. I eyed the ground that was about an inch or two away from my face.

Then all of a sudden my head hit the ground with full force, knocking me unconscious. My ears started to ring, and everything went black.

Once again, not sure what that was or what was going on in my brain at the time, but I found it lying around and thought it was interesting enough.