It dangles before me.

A horror to be felt.

All consuming.

Almost tasted.

Walls closing in.

Becoming a coffin.

My fears locked in.

Waiting to be unleashed.

Darkness holds me.

Stiff as a corpse.

A tiny dot of light.

A peek at my tormentor.

A glimpse of hell.



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