It may have been hours,
or days,
or even years.
He is in a small dark enclosed space
with walls that reach far above his height.
He is sweating intensely
and he is completely naked.
The walls press heavily on his skin,
leaving trails of dirt and grime on the wet surface.
He looks for a door but there is none.
He calls for help but none comes.
The greasy walls press so tight onto his body that he cant even turn or slide down to his knees.
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