Drip by Dani Brown

A claustrophobic short story where you are the main character. Cold, wet, ceaseless drips have been landing on you.You're trapped somewhere cold and dark. You want to escape. The dripping is maddening. This is joined by some slimy gross things that start to crawl on you. You squirm and move around as much as the tight space will allow. You try to escape while dealing with slimy gross things and ceaseless drips. Do you escape your box?