Darkness surrounded him, he couldn't breath.
His heart began to beat faster, when panic begin to fill his chest.
The only thing he could hear where his ragged breathing that sounded loudly in the empty darkness.
He reached out with his hand and tried to grab something, anything, that could tell him that there existed things in this world of darkness.
He fingers hit a cold surface, with a whimper he leaned against the wall and tried to find an exist or flaw, in the seemingly perfect, cold and polished wall.
Only a few steps away a corner showed op and a new one after this, it was a little room with no exit.
With time the panic lessened and he realized that there was no way out, no matter what he did, how high he screamed, no one would come.
As he realized this, despair overcame him.
He slowly let him sit down against the wall, curled op like a frightened child with his knees against his chest.
He shivered.
He took a deep breath and tried to slow down his heart.
He tried to remember how he had come to this room, and slowly bits and pieces of what he had seen came back to him!
Fire, heat, screams of terror, blood, children that run for their lives, the sound of crying
The image of a laughing man bathed in blood brought fear and tears to the young man, though you couldn't see it in the darkness