[His head angles as his mind begins counting backwards. Time has not been on his mind. But the passing of it is another story.]
No more than three days at most.
[Thoughts echo on his face. The passage of time means little here. But back home is another story. Does time flow or does it stop? Or does it completely come to a close?]
Tell me. How many of us are holed up in this nightmare?
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No more than three days at most.
[Thoughts echo on his face. The passage of time means little here. But back home is another story. Does time flow or does it stop? Or does it completely come to a close?]
Tell me. How many of us are holed up in this nightmare?
[For that is what it is.]