Chapter Thirty Seven: Alone in the dark
You lie, how dare you say there has never been anything? Even a bare nothing in its entirety is something.
It could have been hours, days or weeks, but Blaire felt like she had been trapped in this hell for decades. She had never had to brook such debilitating torment in her whole eighteen years of life. She was encompassed by darkness every hour, every minute, every second, the incongruous darkness was neverending and each second in this rupturing oblivion snatched away the remnants of her sanity.
She was fatigued and her sleep deprived eyes were sore and felt more like heavy boulders pulling down her forehead. She had cried up a storm, torrents of tears until she felt like her tear ducts could no longer produce any m
