

Claw Marks on the LidBlack all black No room to move Panic setting inClaw Marks on the Lid
Scratching, clawing
Help, please help!
Breath gets shorter
I feel warmth on my hands,
running down my arms
Can anyone hear me?
The taste of dirt
The scent of wet earth and moss
Black all black
Clothes ripped to shreds
Bloody faced
That's how they found her.
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