Hell Sweet Hell
Sixty-four days, thirteen hours, and twenty-two minutes. I checked the clock on the wall once again. Make that twenty-three minutes. I had been, once again, trapped in the Dark Place with no hope of getting out. As soon as Charming had left me here I ran to where I remembered the hole being, hoping to find Clara and Genie still hard at work repairing it. They were gone and the hole had been completely restored. There was no way out. This place was more vile than I remembered. The smell that I hadn’t even noticed while growing up here, seemed to be unshakable now. The terrain was so much rougher than I had ever considered. It seemed like every time I took a step now I needed to double check my footing. There were no nice strangers offering me clothes or snacks. Snacks. Ugh I miss snacks.
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