blinksan
Darkroom. I felt the walls sealing up around me, threatening to cut off my oxygen. Darkroom. My thoughts shifted from fear to incredible terror. Darkroom. I knew I had to get out. Darkroom. Save me.
I sat in the darkroom, listening quietly as the shadows etched their words deep into my skin. They crept slowly, swallowing my flesh in darkness as their whispers caressed my ears. The darkroom, which had long before been a comfort to me, now became my tomb. And as I lay myself to rest, I knew the shadows would accompany me in this darkroom forever.