You are chained in a dark cellar. The only things within your reach are a newborn infant, plastic utensils and two shotgun shells.
You can smell gasoline and hear the faint screams of a woman coming from somewhere above.
The baby is too young to even crawl. It is crying and trying to turn on its stomach without success.
the only light comes from your watch. it shuts off every six seconds and you have to press the button to turn it back on.
Someone in the darkness keeps whispering something about the seasons or the weather. Sometimes the voice seems close, sometimes distant.
There are no windows. The air is thick and you feel as if you are dying of thirst.
At some point, the baby manages to roll over and for the first time you can see the back of its head.
There is absolutely no hope of escape.
Now get some sleep.
