The monotonous ticking and somber creaks send chills through my skin, making my hair stand as if it was shocked awake. Each step I take, the bare skin touches the cold hard wood, freezing me. A stale taste floats onto my tongue turning it to stone but quickly warms up when a familiar scent surrounds me. The ground turns soft, my toes familiarizing themselves with the cushioned carpet. I reach out in front of me but am lost in a space of emptiness. A wall guides my hope to the side and my fingers fiddle and search for the hidden switch. Heart thumping, my index finger lightly pushes up on the friendly switch, but with a swift movement, I remain lost in darkness.