Darkness caused my other senses to kick in. The eerie silence frightened me. Goosebumps erupted from the coolness of the room. The musty stench was like the laundry room in the basement of the dorm.
My word echoed through the nothingness.
I sat up and my muscles argued as if they’d been fighting a battle. I tried to peer around, unable to distinguish the size of the room. A scratchy blanket irritated the skin on my legs. The sheet on the cot beneath reeked of bleach.
I wore the same clothes I had put on to go running. My hands searched for watch and necklace. Gone. I couldn't find iPod. My diamond stud earrings remained in place.
My stomach growled and I had to pee. I didn’t know if I should move from the cot. I shivered, not from the cold, but from fear. I didn’t even know what I should be afraid of.
I moved a foot from under the blanket and slowly lowered it to the floor. I put my other foot down and tapped. The floor seemed solid enough to stand, so I did, taking the blanket with me.
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