Sitting in the dark was not a pleasant experiance for me, firstly as i was terrified of anything that i could hear but not see. So how i came to be sitting in the dark is a mystery to me, especially as i don't remember anything past walking home. How long had i been here? How long has it been dark for? Or is it just dark as there was no windows? Not even a glimer of light beneath the door. No, it was pitch black and i had no idea where i was.

I do know my own name, that much i remember. That's a good sign isn't it? I don't have amnesia then? And i remember my age - 19 years old. Oh, that's right,

i was on my way back from my party. I have just turned 19. And i live in Ashbank Road. Number 23. Yes, i remember now. I was walking back from my party with friends - well, if you could call two glasses of rose wine a party - and then i had this blinding pain in my leg, the bottom i remembered, and then...

Well that's it. And then what? I some how managed to get in a seemingly concrete box - and it Was concrete, i realised, the floor was freezing - in the pitch black with no memory as to how i got here?

And then there was light, so bright it blinded me. What was that? And suddely pain. So much pain i wretched, Then blissful nothing. I sank onto the floor and darkness consumed me...