Asylum
Looking down I watched as the cockroaches and spiders crawled their way up my legs and onto my lap. I tried to brush them off but without success. My hands were tied to the chair, along with my legs. Mentally Altered, I could not move, nor say anything anyone could understand. All of a sudden, there was light! Light! Yes prevailing from this darkroom, as if to puncture it, to stab it in the back, light. It was coming from a door, and it was still opening, allowing more of the free flowing energy to make me warm once again.
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