Against a brick wall... nowhere to go, dead end. Dont want to turn round because i know there is a wall behind me, as well. And to the left. And to the right..... i dont want to see that. There's a stupid hope that somehow someday someone will let me out.... While theres hope, theres life...... At the end of my story, theres a dead end, too, but i wont turn round. Wont look