DAY 25

Another day of ghastly waiting.

Hugo was desperately hungry.

Mia managed to lie down, by falling flat on her back. She found it more comfortable.

David was suffering acute claustrophobia.

“Clementine, come in please, Clementine, come in please,” said Mary, in a continuous loop.

Hugo succumbed to a desperate torpor, and was filled with despair.

Motionless.

Tired.

Bored.

Afraid.

Waiting.