Vapors fill the small room
A tiny light hangs from the low ceiling
Illuminating a white mist coming from within the barren walls
In this room there are no windows
Therefore no natural light to accompany me
In this room there is no door
Therefore no way of immediate escape
As the vapors begin to rise so does my heartrate
The small room feels smaller as the mist begins to take up space
My breathing becomes rapid
I am barely able to stand
I want to scream, but I am too afraid of receiving my own echo
My clasterphobic past is coming back to haunt me
The vapors have completely filled the room
I cannot see past the white mist
The hanging light goes dark as the mist overtakes it
My skin tightens as the walls around me seem to close in
A panic attack overtakes me
I scream the only fight I have left
Every ounce of the little energy I had left vanishes
I think I hear a distant voice calling my name
Sinking into the mist I feel as my concious fades away
Losing my will to keep awake I fall unconcious
©kamen1
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