#lev speaks

Pink had been in the box for who knows how long. She had been crying softly and waiting to be saved. The monster had come up behind her and chloroformed her, or something like that and she had woke up here. In this small, hard box. She couldn't get out, she had tried. The box must've had some secret latch or something because none of the openings budged. She heard her friends outside and she called to them but none could see or find her. She hoped she would be saved soon. She had an almost blinding headache and it felt like a ton of bricks was being slammed behind her eyes. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, and moved to rub her eyes for the first time... there was nothing there...she couldn't feel her eyes. She started to panic, she rubbbed her fingers along her tears and smelled them. Blood. Her eyes were gone and she was bleeding out. She banged her fists on the sides of the box, "GET ME OUT OF HERE!! LET ME OUT!! PLEASE!! STOP! LET! ME! FUCKING! OUT" She started to scream, begging to get out. That's when she felt them. Thousands upon thousands of legs crawling on her. She knew they were spiders, there was no doubt about it. She screamed and started to swat at her arms and legs and face. They were on her and she couldn't get them off. Her bloody tears streaming down her cheeks, "LET ME OUT! PLEASE!! THEY'RE ON ME! PLEASE STOP!!" She was shreaking, crying and all out panicking. She needed to get out. But instead of help, she felt her lips start to stick together. The pulsing pain of a needle going threw her lips only causing her headache to worsen. She screamed as her lips were sewn together and her cries for helped became muffled