I manage to take a few deep breaths and calm myself. There’s no need to panic. Wherever I am, I’m safe for the moment. I close my eyes and listen. I hear a dripping sound. I hear the whisper of a breeze. I smell mildew and…ash? And there… just for a moment I thought I heard footsteps on metal! Someone is around, though probably far off.

I have to wonder of whoever this person, these people are, if they put me here, or if maybe they don’t know I’m here. Either way, I’d rather not be where when whoever DID put me here comes back.

1- I still need to find a way out.

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