Darkness, terrifying, suffocating darkness. It enveloped him, swallowed him, crushed him. There was no light, none seeped in from under the door. It was cold, he didn’t even have a blanket and the smell of peanut butter and jelly filled the small space. He cried and begged, banging against the door as he apologized over and over again for whatever he had done. He heard footsteps, they stopped in front of the door. The sound of the knob turning was terrifying and his heart leaped up into his throat when it swung open and he saw that hand coming towards him to pull him out. He jerked awake, his scream sticking in his throat and coming out as a whimper that woke Violet anyway. She switched on her lamp and turned over.