I Swear It Was An Accident!

What Else is Here With Me?

(Warning: this chapter may contain diapers, and/or diaper usage, and wetting.)

Lily.

As I heard the door slam shut, questions raced through my mind. How had the door slammed shut? Was there someone else here with me? If so, maybe they can help! My questions faded away as I realized that the door I had used to exit the room earlier was still open, where anyone could have chosen to enter. I hurried to the door, where my footsteps echoed quietly throughout the room, and down the hall. As I turned towards the door, my hopes began to crumble around me. The only thing I could see clearly down the hall was the encroaching darkness. Sighing, I went to close the door, where I saw a shadow slink towards me from down the hall. It was tall, standing at around maybe 9 feet, and now that I was near the doorway, I could hear its ragged breathing. The hairs on the back of my neck rose as the shadow began approaching rapidly, and I slammed the door shut. I turned and ran towards the closet, which opened with ease as I slid myself amongst the clothes within it. A loud bang echoed throughout the room as the shadow seemingly collided with the door, and I could hear its ragged breathing once more. As the breathing became less and less audible, I left the closet, and went back to my bed. Where I laid down, and attempted to sleep, shaken by the encounter. Tomorrow, I decided, would be another day of exploration.

As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes at...some time? I sat up in my bed, where a warm presence near my bottom became obvious. I drowsily glanced downwards, where it became apparent that I had wet my bed. This was the first time it had happened since I was 13, and I promptly had a small mental break.
"No, no...this can't be happening again. I stopped having accidents like this when I was 13. This isn't real, it's just a dream."
I whispered internally. I knew it wasn't a dream, and that I was very much awake. With a quick sigh of acceptance, I walked towards the closet, and began rifling through the clothes within it. A quick glance confirmed my suspicions, similarly to the clothes I had woken up in, they were all grey, giving a drab look to the white panties hanging in a small container on the side of it. Grabbing a pair of pants and underwear, I stripped off my now damp pants and underwear, and slid on the new clothes quickly. I looked to the door on my right, the door I had opened previously, and where my visitor had come from last night.
"Nope, not today," I said to myself.

       I went with the door to my left. This time, I discovered a small kitchenette area, which housed a small stove, and a large counter where a microwave and a cook book could be found. As I checked if the stove was working, I heard the door beside me open. Startled, I ducked and hid behind the counter. As I sorta just sat there, I heard whistling behind me. Whistling I had heard before. I peeked behind the counter I was hiding behind, and saw him.  Looked to be about 16, wearing clothes in a similar grey fashion, except instead of pants, he got shorts. The mop of black hair was relatively untidy, and unkempt. He looked kinda Asian, but was remarkably tall, about 5'9", and had a somewhat broad chest. As I began to stand up, I hit the top of my head on the counter and gave a quiet yelp. Immediately his head bolted upwards, and his eyes darted around the room, looking for a potential source of the noise. His eyes settled on the door I had entered from, as it was slightly ajar, and he bolted from the room. As I heard his footsteps echo down the hallway, I stood up and returned to my looting of the drawers, comforted knowing that at least someone else is here.

(Kale)
Turns out not having food sucks. I thought I had struck gold when I saw the small kitchen area, only to find the drawers inside of it upturned and mostly empty. However, I found a few things that would consist of my meal today; canned food and a small bottle of water. "Too bad water isn't as big of a deal to me," I thought, as I had located a nearby water fountain in a room close to mine. Or for me, the only room that was close to mine. The rest appeared to be scattered much farther down the hallway, leaving me with a small trek, and my water. But, something was bothering me...if there was anything potentially dangerous in that kitchen, why didn't it attack sooner? Could there possibly be someone else with me? Someone who was just as scared of me as I was of them? I contemplated the possibility, and felt that it wouldn't be too much of a hassle, as all I needed was some type of way to communicate. As I meandered my way back to my room, content that nothing was chasing me now, I also peered through some other hallways. I found another room, and this time I was not as pleased with the contents. "A cup....and a pack of diapers. Oh joy I sure needed those." I wryly responded to myself. After I left the room, I decided that it would now be a better time to hurry to my room and get ready for what I believed to be tonight.

I sat on the hard floor on the side of my bed and rested my head against it. As I ate the can of what appeared to be Spam, I continued contemplating the hope that there were other people here. It seemed likely, considering the drawers were open and appeared to be previously rifled through. Perhaps I had just missed them. I'll deal with them tomorrow, and so I continued to eat my spam.