He breathed in, desperately gasping, searching for fresh air to fill his lungs. Instead he got rotten, stale air. It smelled of corpses long since hung, inescapable to all prisoners. He'd rather not breath at all if he can help it.
Blood painted the walls a crimson red. It covered most of the floors like a second layer of stone. It lay, putrid and foul, disgusting to even look at.
Those rooms were a form of torture on their own.
Torture was a daily occurrence. He was beaten till almost dead, taunted with abuse both physically and mentally. His life a living hell; every day was a fight for survival. It dragged on, harsh and unbearable. Happiness...he didn't know what that was anymore. He couldn't remember the last time he had smiled, or laughed, or enjoyed himself. The screams were never-ending. They echoed through the rooms, chilling him to the bone. Haunting him.
He'd never scream, never let him know what they were doing was killing him bit by bit. Killing the man he was.
Pain. That's all he felt. The pain in his mind so overwhelmed him, that at times he thought his head might burst. So many emotions flying around inside of him waiting to get out...but contained. They were all kept secret, never shown to anyone. He'd never let them.
Confusion/ sorrow/ misery, hurt/hate/love.
He was a barely alive body, and that's it. Open up to the people in there, show them your feelings, and that was you. You wouldn't survive that way.
He was consumed by darkness. Even in the brighest of rooms, he would always be in the dark. Would he ever get out of here? Would he ever see his daughter, his wife, again? Even if he did...this place would ever leave him. He'd always have the memories of it; they'd never let him forget.
His life before, a happy fulfilled life, shattered in seconds. A man, over time, killed. Replaced by another. Another man, far emptier... who felt no emotion.
Sweeney Todd.
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i don't know what this is. I just like to write drabbles okay? :P they come to me,late at night,and i have to write them. xD review? tell me what you thought of my depressing little drabble about Sweeneys days in the hellhole. Thanks!