The darkness of panic

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Darkness. That is all she can see. It was wrapped around her like a straitjacket. Not allowing her to move even if she wanted. It was pulling her further and further into the void. Into the darkness. To her this was normal. As she opened her eyes everything was a blur. There was darkness and light. Moulded into one. She could see what was in front of her and her surroundings but only in the distance, like a television at the end of a pitch-black room. She knew this sight very well, too well. She had been there many times before and each time was the same. She didn’t know how long she would be there, but she knew they would be there soon. She had named them the voices. She had never seen their faces, but they would always show up sooner or later. They always started with whispers but their volumes would grow into a shouts and would pull her further and further into the darkness, like sirens calling out Sailors to be their pray.

Author's Note

This is only the first part, please let me know what you think

Reviews

[Helen]

I do really like this. Your writing style suits me and I enjoy the way you take your time to set the scene and describe the protagonist's experience. You create a sense of suspense and I am intrigued to know what will happen next. Tiny comment is the typo at the end (pray instead of prey).

I am looking forward to reading more of this.

[Haley]

This is great, leaves you wanting more! I like the way it flows and readies the reader for whats to come! Can't wait to read more!