Darkness. Tall, sleek walls sloping inward, making them impossible to climb. No doors. No holes. No windows. No out at all.

No food. No light. No heat. No sounds.

They only had each other. Each other and a deep, dark, dank, imposing nothingness for hours, and then for days, and then time meant nothing because nothing meant anything and everything was always the same; nothing changed.

Until it did.

Until there were lights.

And there were voices.

And there was warmth.

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