The Box

It's dark. Pitch black and I am enveloped by a rumbling sensation. Walls surround me on all sides centimeters away from my touch. Im trapped in a tiny box, and no matter how I push and shove at the walls they don't budge. Music vibrates through the tiny space. A stage? Am I under a stage? Voices sing along to a performance of some kind. So many people are so close, but none can hear me. Hundreds of living bodies mere feet away, and none were going to free me.

The box was getting smaller. It was so dark.