Dazed in abysmal darkness. My sense of awareness was depleted leading me to engage fight or flight instincts. Panic ensued. I must concentrate. Amnesia struck me like a piercing blade as I tried to collect my thoughts. My head was pounding as if I’d ran head first into a concrete wall.

Where am I?

Oh god. I can’t see.

Once I focused myself it became apparent there was a tough fabric rudely accompanying my brows akin to a cats claws on a leather sofa. Somebody had attempted to disable my vision, I was tried to remove the sheath from my face when I realised my wrists were banded together proving me to be even more hopeless than I had previously known.

The floor was cold & lifeless like a damp eerie graveyard with an unbearable stench as though decomposing bodies lay beside their gravestones. Could this become my graveyard? I need to calm down. Somebody might be here!

“SOMEONE HEL-“ my plead was interrupted by a crossing thought, dear god, somebody might be here.

My survival could no longer be reliant on simply finding a way out or breaking out through physical prowess. I listened for any sounds, it was strangely quiet other than fragile droplets of water harshly hitting the floor creating a slight echoed. The lack of birds or traffic nearby alarmed me that I was in a potentially claustrophobic situation.

There wasn’t much distinctive to sniff out, but whatever combination of odours I was investigating were atrocious. I was below the surface possibly close by to some sewers. Oh god. Breathe. Slow down. Just walk.

I carefully paced forward for nearly a minute, it seemed regardless of speed my heart rate stepped up faster. This continued until I brushed a wall. The hairs on my left arm stood up as a cold breeze lightly skimmed my skin whereas to my right arm goosebumps rose as I heard streams of water flowing like a river. The right seemed safer as if I would head towards a lakeside sunset accompanied by symphonic birds, however this idealistic thought was only projected due to me relying on that one defining noise. Left although more ambiguous was surely safer. I continued left.

The pathway steepened slightly. Don’t fall. Take your time. I was lead forward until similar predicaments found their way to me again & again - follow the breeze or risk my hopeful desire, to which I continuously took what I believed to be the safer route. It felt like I was walking in circles.

I stepped forward down the last pathway & found myself falling. Oh god. Panic.

Peculiar thoughts provoked fear in me as there was no way to tell how far I would fall & how hard I would hit the floor.

I landed upon a mild watery abyss in a large open room which became apparent from the echo of my footsteps. My head was bruised from the immediate blow I hit, leaving me nauseous.

I creeped up to the edge of the room & walked in a circle, back to the wall with my hands holding it for safety. Some time passed & it occurred to me just what I had found - nothing. Out of conceivable options I sat down, questioning what my next move would be. A foreign footstep pressed down onto the water.

“Hello?” I whimpered.

The End.