It was saturday. She wasn't dead, but she wished she were. Relita sat down and wrapped a t-shirt around her shoeless feet. Man, she wished she still had her shoes. The rest of the clothes she had packed were on her body as she tried to keep warm. She hadn't found Sukita. She hadn't even come close. Relita felt angry tears well up in her eyes. She was a failure! She couldn't find Sukita. Maybe none of this would have happened if she hadn't had left in the first place. Relita shone her flashlight around, taking in the dark walls, the piles of rocks and the water dripping down the walls. The first of the shivers began as she found herself wondering how long it would be until her air ran out. And how long after that she could survive. It was just her luck to be stuck in a caved-in tunnel in the middle of nowhere with no one knowing where she was. She cursed here own stupidity as hysterics set in. This was where she was going to die. And noone would ever know. She wouldn't even have a proper grave. This thought brought her hysterics to new levels, and so, out of desperation, she began clawing at the dirt floor with her bare hands, digging her own grave by the dim light of her flashlight. And then, the flashlight went out. Relita was left alone,in the dark, with her grave only halfway dug. That was when she began screaming.

(well, if you made it this far, let me apologize for jumping around so much. I'll write a filler so y'all know what happened to get her stuck there. If it makes you feel anybetter,I'm sure someone will find her cryptic little note and recue her. Or her body. >.< Anyways, now that I've got that out of my system...^^;; I'll just hope that she gets rescued. I'm sure she hopes the same.)

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