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Cold.
I shuddered as the icy feeling bit at my skin, like icy hot claws trying to rip me apart. I stumbled across the dark . . . where was I, anyways?
Dark.
It was dark here. I couldn't see anything. Why was it so dark? A room without lights was bright and starring compared to this. What was going on? It's so dark. So cold. So rainy. I need a way out. But the darkness seemed to go on forever. What was I supposed to do? There is only darkness and loneliness and emptiness here. What could possibly pull me out? Was this Hell? My thoughts began to spiral as the darkness seemed to seep into my mind.
Alone.
There's not even a sound here. Where is here? the thought begs again. I'm lost. Alone. Trapped. Alone. Alone. Alone. I need help. But I'm stuck here, trapped by myself. My feet were bare as I stepped across the brittle ground. It felt like walking on gravel. The sharp, uncomfortable feeling as your foot rolled over the chunks of rock.
Alone.
Alone.
Alone.
Dark.
Cold.
It was raining, too, I realized. That was what the wet feeling on my back and shoulders was. What that distinct pattering sound was coming from.
I had just been trying to go to a friend's house! Play some poker. Have some drinks. Take a smoke or two. Burn something.
. . . Even though I was still in my early teens.
So maybe I wasn't the best kid. But I tried! Sometimes - didn't that count for something?
No. My conscience always had a way with words. It was just grumpy, just trying to be that have-no-fun-ever guy. I shivered as another gust of wind bit the cold air into my skin.
Suddenly, there was a flash of something.
Light.
Light.
Light.
Someone was here to pull me out of this mess!
Thank God. I wasn't sure how much longer I would have made it out here on my own.