Tiny Tale of Terror – Walls ~ (44 Words)

The walls. The ceiling. Closing in. No – NO. No room to move, no room to breathe. Wall against cheek now. Squashing hand to thigh. Don’t look down.

Down.

Head crushed into torso. Squeezed downwards. Constricted.

Can’t

move

anywhere

but:

Down.

Down.

Into the spike.

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©DJA 2018