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He laid there, cold and confused. His long brown hair matted to the split ends that had become stiff and frozen with a white crisp layer all over. Disgraceful cloths covered his body, all one colour now but before his joyful and vivid personality shined through. Although his trainers were on, his feet touched the ground when he walked. So many years of walking on hard ground had slowly worn them away. An odious cent lingered in the small room, some from the boy and some from the feces that covered the stone floor. The room sat bare, nothing but the boy had been inside. No windows, no door just a simple abundant hole present in the room. Although the hole was so big, nothing but the boy passed through.  

The hole led into a tunnel that became progressively smaller, the boy did not have to struggle however he was so minutely thin now. The glacial wind swept up the tunnel, whistling as it recoiled from side to side of the aluminium metal lining the tunnel. As the boy rapidly made his way through the tunnel the air began to diminish in temperature and it became hard to breathe. As he did, the sub-zero air stung his lungs, hastily he breathed out to reduce the pain. On hands and knees, he continued his pursuit to leave the tunnel. The skin on his hands began to rip off but he was impervious to the pain. As the temperature continuously dropped, more and more skin was amputated from his hands. The flesh was freezing over the boy did not bleed from his wounds.

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Nutrition and health was a thing of the past, the boy’s muscles were inadequate to dig through the hyperborean white fluff that enshrouded the end of the tunnel. The work became tedious for the boy; he only made this journey once a week yet for him it seemed centuries ago. He instantaneously finished the job; making enough room to get his head up to land. A rush of energy stimulated his body; he laid on the cold, padded land taking time to recover. The body desolate in a wide open space. His teeth cracked together, shivers spread throughout his ...

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