Panic


Alone, she couldn't breathe. The lights faded and darkness made her world very small. It turned up uneasy horrors to full volume, pulling them from the deepest recess of her mind, out from the corners she'd forgotten she'd stashed them. It declared the fears that were left unspoken, surprising her with how loud the empty was. Her heart beat faster, threatening to split her chest. She gasped for reality as she was drug further from reason. Too late to scream, the hands of panic pulled her down, down from the light. Down from reality. Away from sensibility. Far from life.




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