It was far from an ideal hiding spot. The crawl space wasn't even three feet deep. Dirt floor. I didn't want to think about what else was alive--or dead--down here.
The character reflects on the inadequacy of a cramped crawl space as a hiding spot, measuring less than three feet in height. The dirt floor adds to the discomfort, raising unsettling thoughts about what might be lurking in the shadows, whether living creatures or something more sinister.
This sense of unease highlights the vulnerability and fear experienced in such confined spaces. The atmosphere suggests a tense moment where the character is not only struggling with physical confinement but also with the terrifying unknowns of their surroundings.
