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She woke up freezing and pulled the industrial-sized paper closer to her chin. It had been so frequently used that it was no longer stiff like when she first formed a shelter. That was.. 12 days ago according to the bricks that were circled first clockwise, and then counterclockwise so as to not lose track of the number. The first block of time Crete could remember was only darkness and a level of silence that was not in fact silent at all. Trapped by a considerable pile of heavy objects, she spent what she might now consider a little under a week (are there days in the starving darkness? ) trying to strategically move the correct objects in the hopes of finding light. Because she could not see, she had to rely on her other senses. There was an instinctual understanding of what she was feeling, but she could not recall the name of each element-even her own name for that matter. Some surfaces were rough to the touch and others quite smooth, and still others very sharp. She had several close encounters with pain as she used her hands to feel her way around the space she was enclosed within. Eventually she found just the right object to maneuver- it was a flat surface, not too rough, and made of a material that would not bend when pushed. Though she was physically weak, she could tell there was a strength innately penetrating her will to live, to move, to continue the fight to stay alive.
