My voice only echoed. Could they even hear me? I doubt it. My words echoed as though this dark was empty. I felt alone.

I tried to move, to find my way out. It didn't work. My body refused to obey me when I begged for it to help me. How long have I been here? It feels like hours. Does someone miss me somewhere outside of this darkness? It hurt too bad to think about.

A small noise sounded near me. My eyes searched for it but everywhere I searched was just inky dark. It seems to have gotten darker if possible .I whimpered out of loneliness I hope I'm not stuck here forever.

"Hello?" I called out again. The echoes made me feel not alone. I smiled a little bit as they chorused back to me. I miss people. I miss light. I miss knowing. Maybe I was dead. Or near it. Why was that though so comforting? I should be afraid of that right? My body felt wore out and I could feel my eyes drooping. Sleep couldn't hurt. Nothing happens here anyway...