Black. One of the three words that came to Essie’s mind as her eyes fluttered open and she squinted into the gloom of darkness around her. Mildew, was the second. She took deep breaths of the foul smell, confusion and panic began to settle in her gut as she couldn’t recall where she was currently or where she was previously. Cold, was the last word that crossed her mind as she felt around the black fringed shadows surrounding her. Her breaths came out heavy and harsh, she could feel a thin layer of sweat on her forehead as her hands wandered blindly in the air while she searched for a light or door. Something to end the spine-chilling darkness that enclosed around her. Her hands grasped a steady surface for just a moment before she jumped
