A whimpered breath escaped his lips. Breathing had never been such a task. While taking back a stolen breath, a salty droplet touched the tip of his tongue and rolled down to the back of his throat. Sweat clung to his shirt, his Nike top becoming a second skin. Beneath that was his chest. Uneven breaths at an accelerating pace, shaking causing his hands to break down. He reached up to feel his cheeks, hot and moist. The deafening silence caused the tension in the room to holt to a stop.
Claws scratched the wood panels as the dog bounded into the room. All of a sudden the girls eyes went blurry as she felt the ground fall out from under her feet. She moved her hand against the wooden panels to stop her body from collapsing onto the floor.
She plunged into the darkness. Her breath became the only thing to escape her lips and the clouds it created became apparent in the light.