We called it “the hole” because the only opening to the outside world was the rectangular window high above us. A bright light was always shining, blinding us to whatever might be peering down upon us. Jason had gone mad after about a week and I was sure to follow suit shortly.
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Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt (and photo) from Kat Myrman.
This, That, and the Other 
Being locked up in a place like that is certainly hopeless. It would seem that madness is already setting in. 😳 nice take on the prompt.
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Thanks Kat.
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Is the hole an entrance or an exit?
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Depends upon whether you’re coming or going.
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I can understand all that.
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Depression is a hellhole. And being imprisoned like that can cause depression. See What you did there, Sensei.
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I see what YOU did there, Sight!
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