The feeling was hard to describe. I felt like something was biting at my fingertips; my hands were becoming numb. When I first walked into this room, I could hardly see. The lights had been dimmed so low that I was glad that it was empty… Edwards has anticipated my clumsy nature. Even so, I felt like it was getting darker by the second. The gathering blackness only heightened my fear. I could hear the buzzing of talking, and then shouting. It was becoming increasingly clear that something was wrong.