Nixle Recursion

Ten.

Trapped, trapped, trapped. A circle within a circle within a sphere, rotating around the axis with no one the wiser, except me. A system of repeating algorithms, functions calling themselves with no end in sight, no observable delta in the arguments. It just keeps repeating, no bigger, no smaller, than the iteration before, like a child stuck on a merry-go-round, one fully aware of the pain that awaits should it try to exit before its due time. And that's the thing, that's the line of the code that I can't read and can't execute. It's just one method, one little line tucked out of the way that when evaluated, would end the loop, but only to find itself in another loop, a tollway that exits to another tollway. There's always going to be a price.

I don't want to die.