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I have been here for little more than a week. The city above has turned on me because I am a theif, And as such they've decided I'm not fit to live. I hear the screams of the others. Most do not scream from the tourture; but the fear of what is to come. It's the wait that gets most of them, I think they are burning the others, I have seen the furnace they are burning the others in...
It has two switches, the switch closest to the furnace sends the victim in.
I hear flames,then screams,then nothing. I am lucky though, I have found a soft rock to write with, maybe if I keep writing I can keep my sanity long enough to escape. It's been two weeks, still they bring me no food; I eat from the moss that grows on these walls......but I am becomming weak. I have not seen any of the gaurds that work in this pit,though sometimes I see a shadow.
But it doesn't look human, why don't the gaurds say some thing? ANYTHING?
I am becomming paranoid, What has the city above dammned me to?
It's been.....can't remember time. Can't think, Scrape at walls with fingers.....I bleed. must escape the shadows will get me!!
THEY KNOW I"M HERE!!!
- by Xx Ignius Umbra xX |
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- | Submitted on 07/26/2008 |
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- Title: In the dark
- Artist: Xx Ignius Umbra xX
- Description: I was bored one night,so I picked up my pen and wrote a little some thing about a theif imprisoned in a dark pit....full of monsters and madmen.
- Date: 07/26/2008
- Tags: dark fiction krimzonrain
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- Xx Ignius Umbra xX - 02/20/2009
- thanx
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- DeliFang - 12/22/2008
- There's too many spelling mistakes. ]: But pretty good. :3
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