My name is…. What is my name? Where am I? Who am I?

The girl walked down the empty halls. It was purely black, and she knew there was something just beyond view.

What am I? Who am I?

The splash of water got closer as she sat curled on the box to be safe, shivering and knowing she wouldn't last much longer.

What do I do? Who can help me?

The old man in the corner was terrified, so much so he couldn't speak other than three words. "I am Daniel."

What do I do? Who am I?

The prison cells looked horrid and the jelly-like substance on the wall seemed to be moving.

Where am I? Who am I?

I can hear screaming that doesn't go away.

How did I get here? Who am I?

I'm running. There's something behind me, breathing heavily and gaining ground on me. I see a dead end up ahead, there is no hope.

Who am I?