In the dark, on a lonely mountain, death was on the loose because of what one man had chosen to do. It had taken one, and was stalking the other, lost and alone in the dark.
Her world continued black, with no light, no fresh air, or warmth of the sun. She was shivering with the cold, still captive, still confined to her prison. She cried and wept, so lost, so alone. “Help!” she screamed. “Help me!” the desperate cry was flung as far as she could shout it. “Please dear God!” she prayed out loud. “Please save me… I want to live!”
Silence… but for the drip, drip, the rhythmic dripping in the dark. Slowly her life was leaving her. Curling up, she tried to block out this nightmare with sleep, but it was no use… it couldn’t help. Her world was black, whether her eyes were open or close, it made no difference. Madness was chewing at her. Her will to live was flickering. Soon it would be gone.
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