Yellow Hell
I will post my story on this blog post until the story becomes long enough to warrant a page.
Scene 1 - Entering
He hated enclosed spaces with a passion. Ever since he was young he had felt that there was something fundamentally wrong about small rooms. What he hated most was when there were no windows. When he had been young and forced to sit in the small classroom in his underfunded public school, he gained peace of mind by looking out the windows into the grassy field of daisies where the playset stood. But where he was now, there were no windows. His name was Reed Todd and he was attending his friend's child's birthday party.
"Close your eyes and make a wish!" his friend exlaimed to his child. Reed forced his face into a smile. Und…