The lights were flicking on and off. The room was filled with an ominous presence, somehow I knew it bore nothing but pure evil within. Running through the narrow hallways as quickly as my feet could carry me, I stumbled and fell flat on my face. The impact of the old wooden floor against my frame sent a jolt of shock and pain through my soul. This could be it. Suddenly, I was on my feet again and running faster than before. Taking random turns, just trying to get away from this feeling of impurity. Uncertain of how it could end if I let it get too close. Uncertain of weather I'd be capable of getting out of this experience alive.
There had been other's with me, although their whereabouts were unknown to me now. We had separated the seconds the lights went dark. Screaming and torment had filled my ears for only a brief moment before my feet had managed to bring me elsewhere. The silence made me uneasy. There were no longer other footsteps, or pants of horror. Just the faintness of my own breathing keeping me company.
Hours had passed. I'd found refuge in a small materials closet on whatever floor I'd managed to get to while frantically escaping. There was no way I'd find the entrance in such blackness. Hope seemed like a silly thing to keep near me. I thought momentarily of abandoning it, leave hiding and get taken by whatever out there desired us so badly. for only a moment, then the doorknob shook quite violently. I heard a palm rest hard on the other side of the door. I no longer had time to think of my impending doom. No, it had already found me.
The grass I woke up in was soft and warm with sun. I vaguely remembered my escape with the help of a strange person. He was frantic but warm, lifting me and hastily moving me through the darkness. A warm liquid had been slowing seeping into my garb as he grasped me closely. I felt sick and eventually, I believe I passed out. Not before I heard the screams. Not before I saw the spill of blood.
My gown was soaked red when I finally came to lift myself from the warm earth. I prodded myself gently in the places it soaked deepest only to find I bore no sore spots, indicating I had not been injured. I stood to see I was in the middle of nowhere. A large valley with no visible road in sight.
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