Chains
It's a dark in here. I can't see clearly.
I think I steped on something sharp... I don't know if I'm bleeding.
Do you think there are snakes? I don't want to get hurt.
Wait, I think I see light!
It looks beautiful...
Why can't I move?!
Why am I crying?!
I have to meet the light!
Please let me go...
no...no...no
It can't be
I'm back at the start.
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