Trapped | narry

I've been locked in this room for days, maybe even weeks. Everything smells like mould and it's getting harder for me to breathe every minute that passes. I haven't eaten food in god knows how long and I can faintly see my ribs coming into view. Everything is quiet, way too quiet and the silence makes my ears ring. I can't remember when and how I got here, but I feel like I can never get out. I'm trapped.