Chapter 19 (A Glimpse of Past)

Richard

It's very dark here; the only source of light is a faint glow coming from a small crack in the wall. The air feels heavy and suffocating as if it's been trapped for years. With the stink of blood coming from my nostrils, I cautiously navigated through the eerie darkness, my heart pounding as I wrapped my hands around my knees, holding them tight to my chest. As I strained my ears, the silence was broken only by distant, echoing whispers that sent shivers down my spine.

The oppressive atmosphere weighs heavily on my senses, intensifying the unsettling scent of blood that fills the air. I find myself struggling to find any relief or distraction from the constant agony. It's as if every moment is a reminder of the excruciating pain that I can't escape. It hurts so much that the pain seems unbearable to handle.

I don't know why I am feeling this kind of pain; the pain doesn't seem to be physical but an emotional burden that weighs me down. It's like a heavy weight on my chest,