The darkness shone through the window. The cobweb brushed amongst my face. I've been in this basement for a year. I'm starving I haven't ate nothing. I think I'm dying of hunger. The rat squeaked and sprinted across the room. I live down here with a rat. It's like the Antarctica down here. All of a sudden I heard a noise from up above me then it went silent I looked behind me no one was there I could hear the door unlocking I looked it went silent. The creaky door swung open but nobody was still there. The old dirty stairs creaked it was like there was a ghost or a spirit coming for me. Everything was turning in my mind it felt uncomfortable in my head. Everything went silent I could here a noise saying 'get out of here your gonna get tortured' I did a silent scream I shot up the stairs and ran out I said to my self ' I'm finally free' I opened the front door and it was good to be back.