"Crunch, crunch."
Waking up, I hear that jarring noise and stand up carefully, so I don't hurt myself.? I realize that I am still stuck in here and it is so dark that it is blacker than on a snowy night in winter.? The first thought that runs through my mind, is that she has blinded me, and I am helpless in here.?
Wishing there was some way to know one way or another, I listen as I try my best to stay silent and not draw the unwanted attention of any predators.? Hoping to figure out what is making that sound, I keep listening.? While I do, I notice that my hands are cold to the touch, so I place one over the other to warm them.?
Feeling something strange and slimy on the back of my hand, I instinctively flinch and wait for anything to happen.? Whatever it is, it doesn't move.? I
