"It's a secret." whispered words say, but I don't know who they belong to or where the person is.
I strain to look around the tight space I'm in; turn my head to get a better view.
Nothing.
Only darkness surrounds me. I shiver. My body is feeling broken and I can barely move.
"Where am I?" I ask.
Then the whisper again, "It's a secret."
"Will I get out of here?"
Silence hangs in the air like a shroud.
"Will I get out of here?" I ask again.
"It's a secret." the whisper again.
"Why?"
“It’s a secret?”
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