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It was dark. And damp. Not a flicker of light enter. I felt something cold trickling on my nape and moved a little bit only to touch something wet and slippery. I was paralyzed by fear. Of what I didn’t know. I couldn’t even remember why I was here in the first place. I wanted to scream, but my lungs seemed to constrict against my will. Only silent tears running down my cheeks told me that I was still alive.
