[He follows along dutifully, blind and deaf by his reckoning. The darkness is oppressive and for the first time in his life, he understands the panic humans feel at the dark, the fear of the unknown. His breathing is labored, thick with his fear, and it's all he can hear, it seems.
There is no dripping water, no thundering heartbeats, no scent.
Her voice comes to him through a fog and he blinks for a moment before responding.]
ii. helplessness
There is no dripping water, no thundering heartbeats, no scent.
Her voice comes to him through a fog and he blinks for a moment before responding.]
I'm here.
[His voice sounds quiet to his ears.]