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Jared stared into darkness and began to lose hope. He shuffled around, feeling everything within reach. Several times, he felt he was being watched. The temperature in the room repeatedly changed from warm to cold and back. He counted the seconds and found that the cold air would blow for five minutes, followed by ten minutes off. The pattern repeated four times and he decided it must be on a set cycle. Now he could track how much time passed, which was a huge elevation to his state of mind.
He sat on his bed and went over what he knew of his room. Thirty steps to the door and thirty two steps wide. From his bed, five steps right and two forward to the sink and toilet. The table and chairs were twenty steps to the left of the sink and five steps across. From there, it was five steps b
