Inexplicable

The scratch of chalkboards awoke me to a deafening darkness.

My eyes saw nothing as my ears met a cacaphony of terror.

Thousands of whispers and the shrieks and shrills of the damned scoured my psyche.

I could not escape this scandelously tormenting hell, nor could I recall events prior.

In this moment I was consumed, slave to my inner demons.

This cell had no door.