• I was standing alone in this damp, dark, and dreary prison labrynth. Bound in chains and locked within walls. Not a sound, save silence, could be heard and i chose to do nothing, waste no energy to make any of my own. I mean after all, what purpose would it serve? It was I, and I alone who was meant to be here. Years I've been concealed and locked away. Years of pain and sorrow, burdened by the shadows of my past, and tainted by memories of things that should never have been.
    As I gazed at the walls, the gloomy gray bricks, they seemed to be radiating sarrow and misery, yet something else... Something was amiss, something new... I lifted my head in curiosity to find a faint light, not a normal light it seemed alive and full of energy. A light no bigger than an ant but alas it was light. I tried reaching for it, the chains stopped me. I looked at the ground and tried to walk again. The shackles held fast, I struggled to be free yet to no avail. I looked back towards the light, it gave off a strange feeling, a good feeling... What is it? I asked myself. I've never felt so... so alive. Yet I was still trapped... Why? So long I've been here, so dreadfully long... I returned my focus to the light, so soft, so inviting... I looked at the chains again, I lifted my arm once more and looked back to the light. I wanted out of these chains. Out of this prison. Everything seemed as if devoured in darkness, an eternal midnight curse.
    As I glanced back towards the light, the feeling still lingering, I grew impatient and excited. I told myself I will be free. I refuse to stay here any longer, and almost immidiately, as if by magic, the bonds that held me for so long, oh how i can still feel them, disintigrated. Vanished as if they never existed. I tried remembering how i came to be here... The thought eluded me. I lifted my hands to my face. It felt rigid from the scars of my past. I had touched nothing in years, which caused even this mournful moment to be exhilerating. I looked at my hands, barely making out its features though the blanket of darkness, and walked towards the light. It moved farther away as I followed it. I walked quicker and it too quickened. I pressed myself to fast and fell to the ground. I stood up and found the light once more. I followed it, careful not to trip again i took step at a time. It seemed to stop near a door, I reached for it. It went through the door. I proceeded after it, I opened the door and was amazed.
    I stood before a corridor full of doors and darkness. My guide still ushering me forwards, leading me to a door unlike the rest. They were all dark and uninviting, so repulsive. They did nothing to appease my new found curiosity. My compelling desire to learn more, except the one on the end.The wisp of light seemed to lead me to it. I reluctantly followed passing door by door. We were coming upon the end door, it was bright, i could feel the warmth before i was even near. The light went through the door. Shadows could be seen beyond the door. Peculiar, yet intresting in its own. I reached for the handle wondering What was there? What am i feling? What will happen?
    I reached out and clasped the handle in my fingers. Immidiately a sensation ran through my hands and continued through out the rest of my body. It seemed to hide my pains and sorrows, shield them from my sight. Incredible I told myself. As the door creaked open I could sense a familiar feeling, a depressing feeling. The light flickered and was gone. Then I saw someone. The most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was imprisoned here. Shackles and chains holding her back. I could tell she was hurt, she was scarred and scared. I walked forwards towards her. I reached for a chain with the hopes of freeing her from this place, this Hell. She made no effort to move. I was no more than a foot away and walls erected all around her. I was bewildered, the walls were solid, yet would come down in time. Until then i will wait for them to receed. Praying it may be soon. Hoping the angel within will free itself from its prison.