Rust. I am surrounded by rust.
It’s the first solid thought that meandered its way into my mind as I slowly regained consciousness. I gingerly picked myself up from the floor, trying to ignore the strong smell of iron assaulting my nostrils. The floor felt hard and coarse to the touch, the air was cold and not a sound can be heard except for my own breathing. I tried to open my eyes, and I realized they’re already open - it’s just too dark to see even my own hands. I honestly don’t know how I got here; I remember walking from my apartment to go to work…and that’s about it. The rest is all a blur. Where the hell am I?
Before, It was all a dream to me, a nightmare. Now that my nightmare comes to life, all my fears turned into reality, I feel like I don’t want to live for another day. Darkness keeps pulling me down, my demons keep dancing with me inside my head. I lost myself inside this long dark tunnel.. I can see a light far away, I tried running towards it, but as i get close, it keeps getting smaller from every step that I make. I fell down to my knee, for I have no reason to fight anymore.. All hope is gone. Waters keep washing the light from me.. Chains are wrapped in my arms to my neck. Feels like Im in a jail.. A jail that I made for myself, where there’s a lot ways to get in, but no way out. I can smell flesh burning, hear myself screaming for help, even though my mouth is closed. I cant live in here for another day, darkness has kept the light away from me. I am a victim of my own creation.
