I wake up here and I am already wishing I was dead. Our world is a horride place but there is a all-known, but never spoken, rule about the darkest place. The deep shadows. Now shadows don’t seem so bad. The silently follow and mimic you every move or anything casting it. You can’t just hop into a shadow and simply be in it; however, no knows how you get ejected into the abyss. Honestly, you have to do something pretty lousy to be in here. It’s foreboding and dull. You can’t see anything ever. Also I am starting to realize the clammy sensation never goes away. There is a reason the wolves don’t come out at night because they are afraid of what lurks in the shadows: being banished here is worse than a death sentence. Guess I’ll have to break out of here to.