You woke up that night from that stuffy and suffocating corner where you squat like bags of grains stored in the barn,
Your eyes iched, you stretched out your legs to maintain another balancing and relaxed pose in which your joints and bones cracked on every adjustment made, in that dark room with only but one passage it was just you, your shadows and your thoughts, you drown in your sweat mixed up with the red earth turning you into a pig in a lone swamp, your head ached, your foot swollen dizziness fell upon you like a tse tse fly cut up in a spider's web you look around you trying to get a picture
...all you see is walls covered in mud, you mindly tilted your head to your left what seemed like a passage appeared in between that door was a rusty bar at it right end a heavy moulded metallic lock your heart skip to race like it just heard the gunshot of athletes, your sight passed across the massage to your brain in the speed of light, your body ran cold it was as if you gained a thousand man strength yet you lied down lifeless on that flow in that dark room your lone swamp you couldn't scream all of a sudden you were dumb
You tried many times to recall what happened 3days, 3hrs before, like a spark you heard a loud scream in your head it jolted you back to reality, the screaming became louder coming outside your lone swamp...
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