In the darkness I seek for that which will bring light to this world of chaos I have plunged myself into. I stumble and crawl but to no avail. This is my world now, dark and bleak with no color or beauty. Sounds echo in the unseen rooms and fill my heart with terror for these sounds are not ones of melody and music they are the cries and screams of tortured souls longing for the sweet release of death. My mouth opens and before my brain realizes what I am doing, I am screaming. My haggard voice tearing into the black depths and then suddenly their is light burning my eyes. Then the comfort of out stretched arms pulling me into an embrace and the scent of home. I am home, and there is light, and I am safe.
Mile 29 