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Trapped


They are coming closer You call for help but no one can hear you You wonder how long you've been in there Hours? Days? Weeks? Months? Years!?! It seems like forever. You question whether or not you will ever be free. They inch closer and closer. You feel the pain like it will never end. Closer… closer… You begin to feel chostrophobic. Closer…. closer…. You search for a way out… There isn't one. You are trapped. Sweat drips off your face from fear. You scream and shake. Closer… closer… You feel a sudden pinch. You wake up just before the walls were completely closed in.
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