Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20200121004833/@comment-44876747-20200123025051

Celeste kept banging on the door and screaming until her voice was hoarse.

"Please . . ." she whimpered, "I'm going to die . . . I'm dying . . ." the walls were literally closing in, she realized, squeezing her tighter and tighter. She struggled to breath, dropping to the floor.

((Hallucination rn, btw)