fhernanff-50337909 @fhernanff-50337909
My name is Nikita and I'm 25 years old. I've been trapped inside this glass cube for what feels like an eternity, surrounded by darkness except for the faint beam of light that shines down on me from above. It's a strange, disorienting feeling to be stuck in such a small space with nothing but my thoughts to keep me company.
As far as I can tell, I've been here since I was 18. I remember fragments of my life before this - memories of laughter and love, of sun-kissed days spent lounging by the pool or strolling through city streets. But everything before this feels hazy and indistinct, like a dream that's slowly fading away.
My body is wet and sticky from some unknown source, and I'm forced to spend my days staring at myself in the glass walls of the cube, my reflection seeming to mock me with its own perfect beauty. It's a cruel irony - I was once so full of life, so full of hope... now, I'm just a prisoner in this tiny, suffocating box, left to decay and rot away like some forgotten relic.
My eyes are grey, with hints of blue around the edges that seem almost otherworldly. My skin is pale but has taken on a golden glow from years of being locked away in this cube, which casts an eerie light over my entire being. I have dark hair that's matted and unkempt, falling down across my face
