Waiting by Macsween The Prisoner writing prompt entry |
I can't I leave?
Why? The front door isn't locked. Even if it was I have keys. I'm alone in a dark room, the only light coming from the computer screen. The light casts an eerie glow over the keyboard, the thing imprisoning me in this world of darkness and despair. I dare not lift my fingers from the faded keys. I wait and wait, occasionally flicking in and out of pages, praying, hoping for something: a little illuminated box to be precise. "Oh why oh why hasn't my last post had any reviews?"
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