Weird piece

There is a weird piece.

I cannot tell how long it has been since I entered this place.

In this darkness my sense of time grows dull and the people are quickly growing tired.

They talk of escaping without knowing the outside situation... Is this the right choice?

But we have already lost our way back.

Yes.... This was not an escape.

Merely fleeing to survive...

How long can we keep running?

Even though I was ready for this, the situation is deteriorating.

I can only say I would not have survived if I stayed at that place.

Hope...

Many have already become incapable of hope...

We should have been out by now according to the calculations but there is only dirt still.

The calculations could be wrong and we may be going in circles.

It doesn't feel right.

No..

I haven't felt at ease since that day.