Chapter 7

Scritch…..Scritch ...scratch…. “sniff sniff” ..darkness…...It smells bad.

He shivered, and felt a flame lick his upper lip when he opened his mouth.

His nose was cold...he sneezed and started coughing.

Zine’s only source of warmth went out.

He brought his legs up to his chest, holding his feet, trying to get rid of the cold in them.

SQUEAKKKKKK!!! CHACHAAAAA! rustle... What?? Mama?

Scritch Scritch ………..Red eyes…...HUNGER…Rustle rustle.

SCREEECH!

A spider crawled over him, and he nearly screamed out loud, he hated spiders.

It smelled like mold, and dead things, and his feet and palms were covered in dirt.

Movement everywhere ...I've been in this darkness so long but now I can see them…

How? It's too dark for humans to see though?

Am I wrong?

Did I do wrong?

Is that why I'm here?

How long?

SCRITCH SCRITCH………..

Silence…...Huh?

They stopped moving why?

Dozens of beady little eyes, glared at him in the darkness. HUNGER, HUNGER, HUNGER, HUNGER, HUNGER, HUNGER!………………... meat…………....flesh………...

CHAHAHAHHACHAHACHAHAHACHAHA! They started stumbling, throwing themselves over each other trying to get at him.

Zine panicked, and started crawling towards the wall. While grabbing the nails and random metal poking out, he started climbing halfway up.

Clinging to the nails, he watched as the beasts snarled and scratched​ at the wall they could not climb.

He hung there, holding on to the metal bits that we're deciding his fate….

Scared​, scared, scared! He was panting, and his fingers hurt from holding on so tightly.

The rats were really hungry this time.

“Mama? When can I come out? I'm thirsty.”…...but no reply came from the locked door up the stairs.

He wanted to be louder but his throat was raw…and his stomach was empty…..can you eat rats?