Several  what felt like hours had gone by but there was really no real way to tell all the young man saw was  what seemed like black abyss.He was now on his hands  and knees to what was the floor  to maybe find any sign of item object  or even light, The floor was as cold as the air  around him if not colder the young man was sure if there was light he could see his breath being so cold.At this  time the young fellow grows frustrated with the idea in his head  it was hopeles to try and find away out the young man figured he was going to die in this frozen prison if not from starvation or freezing to death perhaps he would loose  his mind. the one thing about this total shut out of darkness is  the man felt as if he could hear everything but from which directions they were coming from and what was making the noises he  couldnt tell.It seemed the more frustrated he grew the colder it got  and just when he feels like the darkness is going to suck his mind away he heres a different sound  a foreign sound not yet heard in this wretched ice box prison.The noise  sounded as though someone or something was rustling through a cabinet or even some type of drawer as the rustling seem to stay in one place at the same tone it went on  for    a few seconds more until it silently  went out and the mans shadowy face became even more glum when he wondered what   was that noise and why did it stop  is it  another person perhaps another prisoner like him. He wondered and thought even harder now the silence became even quieter now with the perish of the rustling the man made his way to his feet now and found his way to the bars possible trying to spot a light or figure out what the noise was some clue as to what he just heard.But little did the man know all his questions were about to be answered sooner then he expected when out of the darkness came a cold direct voice ''Not quite used to the darkness are we?""