I awake in darkness. Panic grips me with rough, calloused hands. Choking, I blindly feel around for a way out or something to reveal my location, only finding harsh resistance in every direction. Where? What? How? My desperation intensifies, fists lashing out at my confinement until I grow fatigued. As feeling slowly returns…

My stomach rumbled, exacerbating my current situation. Disastrous times these were. Oh, what serious woes had befallen this poor, hard working member of society. Missing multiple meals just to pursue a task that had, yet again, ended fruitlessly. Not to mention…