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It was a horrible feeling. Uncertainty. The fear of the next moment, the next minute, the next second. It kept going and going, eating away your soul. Everything seemed hostile, unfamiliar and as the time passed, brutally slow, your mind schemed more,imagining horrible things about what was to come. Theseus was walking, he was traveling through the thick forest, his eyes looking straight ahead but his mind was lost.