Monday, February 6, 2012


He lashed out at the wall with his foot, a sudden, savage motion. In response, there was only a dull thud from the box he was trapped in. He did the same with his other foot, but the only change was soreness in his toes. He leaned back on his coccyx and pounded the featureless square in from of him with both heels, grunts escaping his throat. Insensate with rage, he threw more futile kicks at the obdurate wall. Nothing.

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