I'm in the middle of an empty room without doors or windows, walls and ceiling just smell the electric atmosphere of a cluster of storm clouds to rain I hear they do not break the dull roar that precedes the tremor I spend hours measuring the distance between the walls the distance is constant but the walls are increasingly close to each other and lungs swelled up to my ears comes from outside the sharp end of hushed cry I have not yet begun to broadcast how much time (beginning to cry) I can be screaming? a two (I know it will suddenly silenced) three four (something serious has to happen) five seissúbitamente my hand covers my mouth but can not find hole cover I have no mouth, rapid breathing should be nervous I have no lungs and no nose no longer I look around I see only black but I see no hear no breath I do not feel anything but I think I think I get proof of life "exist? I am hurt because it hurts to end what hurts most of all that can hurt it hurts to know it hurts to realize that just me who can awaken.
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