"DANTE!" A pain filled scream broke into the cool night air, muffled by the thick barrier between.
Damian writhed in agony, ragged gasps escaping his chest as he clawed blindly at his throat. His eyes rolled back, showing the bloodshot whites. The darkness of the tight enclosure moved in, suffocating him, striking terror into the few areas of his body untainted by the searing pain.
"Dante," the sixteen year old choked out haltingly, his numb throat finally unable to utter any more than a bare whisper.
Never in his life had he imagined this intense pain. His body was aflame, his muscles contracting in a manner that felt as if they would implode. Blood pounded in his head, deafening him despite the stillness around him. His heart raced erratically in his ribcage, faster than a racehorse, pumping the poison through his body.
His body had finally tired, and the burning agony in his veins had, at long last, subsided into mere needles piercing his insides. The diminished pain, hav