Countdown
A young man around the age of 18 groaned, finding himself lying face up and looking at the cracked ceiling. His vision blurred in and out, and he blinked his blue eyes in order to make it clearer. He took a glance at his legs to see two concrete slabs covering them in the shape of a teepee, leaving just enough space in the gap for his legs to be squeezed underneath, long cutting off the circulation. He groaned and felt around for something to pry the large slabs so he could have room to move his legs...He found a large pipe and propped it up, beginning to slide out with difficulty, he braced his abdominal muscles together in efforts to help his process. Inch by inch the young man slowly slid his lower legs out and let out a huge sigh at the effort, laying back on the ground to catch his breath. He shuddered slightly at the tingling sensation in his lower legs, wondering how long they had been like that. He leaned with his head back, closing his eyes before gathering his thoughts.