Week 4: Speed Writing

It seemed as if no light could penetrate the suffocating darkness that surrounded him. Taren had just awoken to find himself restrained and blind folded. 'What's going on? Hello?', he asked as he took a deep breath. The icy air stung his throat with this intake of breath forcing him to cough. It's sound echoed throughout the room, softly fading away into silence. Where ever he was it was large. 'Where am I? Is there anybody there?' he asked his surroundings again, hoping that this time there would get a response. Once again, silence... He was alone.