The room looked even more grim than it did when the door was open.
I began to sneez…..again and again. My allergies came back to haunt me. I've never actually been claustrophobic, but being in this dusty place with no means of exit made the hair behind my neck erect.
I could call Kira to come open the door for me, I reasoned.
And it turns out dumb me forgot her phone at my desk. I can't remain here. I was losing it as time passed.
“Hellooooo?? Is anyone hereee??” I shouted. The walls seemed thick. I sincerely hoped there wasn't a soundproofing pad on it, like it was in my office.
I banged on the door again. It rattled on its hinges. I banged again and again, losing hope and strength as time passed.
After the fifth attempt, I gave up. I went back to the files, attempting to be useful
