Chapter 15 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.