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The unlit dark blanket room was causing
all sorts of imagery
my blood Pumping into another dimension.
I reach out to
find something stable to able my blindness.
I'm sucked against

the wall for security. I stab my small torch to
make a photon
cone. Swinging it in circles I froze with the light.
"o fuck"!

There I see eight hungry eyes waiting for it's lunch
and I'm
on the menu no where to go my limbs glued

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