‘Do you think he’ll mind?’ ^{‘You’re so annoying.’}      ‘Stop it.’   _{‘You’re a joke.’}                          

  ^{‘Keep your mouth shut before you say something stupid.’}    ‘You should stop that.’

                ‘You’re an idiot, kid.’    ^{’You’re such a pansy.”}          

        ^{‘Whose fault is that?’}    ‘There’s nothing you can do about it.’

 ^{‘Says who?’} ‘Well that’s not surprising.’                  

        ^{‘Things happen. Get over it.’}

It was the kind of place where choked voices would whisper incoherent words that only you could understand.

It was the kind of place even notorious criminals didn’t deserve. A place filled with abnormal inky shadows crawling and slithering across cold granite floors.

It was the kind of place that would set ravenous beings on you, only after chaining anchors to your chest so you couldn’t run.

It was the kind of place that left a ringing in your ear, so loud that you would only hear the shade of white.

It was the kind of place that followed you no matter where you went, steps echoing behind you ever so closely.

It was the kind of place that terror ruled your life; every nook, every corner, every aspect of your existence.

It was the kind of place where inanimate objects came alive, playing callous jokes on you while you tried to sleep. Or study. Or eat.

It was the kind of place that tied your hands behind your back, while your skin was on fire.

It was the kind of place where air stood still and left you wondering where it had gone.          

It was the kind of place that left an unbearable taste lingering behind your jaws.

It was the kind of place that left you hoping someone would find you, knowing very well that no one would. 

It was the kind of place that could only exist inside your head; the kind of place that left you wondering if you were dreaming, or if you were awake.