[ WP ] Attempt 21

Attempt 1: 
 The first time did n't work so well. Im still stuck here in this dimly lit humid room. How did I get here? Why am I here? These questions have tortured my mind since i woke up here about 4 hours ago Im assuming. It feels like 4 hours so lets say its 4 hours. This paper was a coincidence and a pen in my left pocket was even more strange. For some reason Im drained. I'll try again after some rest. 
 
 Attempt 2: 
 I've walked around rubbing against what I guess is the wall. Its smooth. Like newly painted smooth. Is this a brand new house? Building? What am i doing here? It seems to be a door but it has no handle just hinges. 
 
 Attempt 16: 
 Its has been at least 3 days. Im growing weak and i dont know if ill be able to continue to find ways to get out of this hell hole. Each time i devise a plan to get out i get tired and it begins to smell like rotten eggs. More so propane probably but how? My back is sore. There is no bed in here. I havent made human contact or any type of existential actions towards another life form since i was taken away from the prosperous life i had. My wife. Oh! My wife how i miss her so. I pray God keeps her well in a good place till i get out of her. I pray this journal at least reaches her in time. 
 
 Attempt 21: 
 I wo n't make it out of this place. I havent been fed in what feels like eternity. Who ever has committed such a sin to lock me in here shall beg for their redemption. If there is a God he will have to beg for my forgiveness.
