One Night, No Names
The silence wasn’t empty, it felt watchful.
My breathing quickened. I stretched my arms outward, fingers splayed, desperate to touch something, anything.
My hands met only air at first, then finally brushed against a rough, unyielding wall.
I recoiled, then reached out again, pressing my palms against it, grounding myself for half a second before fear surged higher.
“No… no, no, no…”
The realization hit all at once.
I was trapped.
“Please!” I cried suddenly, my voice cracking as it rose into the darkness. “Please, is anyone there?!”