“No!” I cry as I fall into the darkness below. “NO! I’m clean!”
I land gently on the cushioned bottom of this despicable pit. Something wet and sticky touches me and I can’t repress a shudder.
“I’m clean,” I whimper, as my last ray of hope is sealed off with the top of the stinking prison. The darkness is putrid, so thick it is almost tangible. It penetrates every corner of this cesspit.
How I loathe this place.
“Well, well.” The voice slices its way through the darkness. “What do we have here?” Read the rest of this entry