My eyes shot open as the bitter cold of the tile below me seeped deep into the pores of my skin. I tried to look around, but all I could do was see the whispering darkness that circled around me, contained by the cement walls. I took a shallow breath, my chest barely wanting to function.
My back stuck to the floor from t sweat that poured off my cold body. A loud suction sound popped off as I say up and stared at the dim-lit room. I sighed heavily as I rushed to my feel. My head thundering with pain from standing too fast as the bitter cold spread through my bare feet.
Anxiety sat heavily on my chest as my eyes darted around the room. It was empty. Completely empty.
There was nothing in the room, but the flickering of the lights on the ceiling and the tiny bit of light crawling through the gap window in the door. It looked like I was in the abandoned hospital I broke into after. . . The incident happened.
My breath finally caught up with me, letting my lungs function normally, as I placed my hand on my bare chest. The warmth from my sweaty palms subsiding as the bitter cold from my skin spread across my fingers.
My mind raced as I stared at the door, looking through the glass to see nothing, but an empty, eerie hospital hallway with faulty lights. Unconsciously, I inched closer to the door, my eyes never leaving the flickering in the small window. My heart raced in my chest, waiting for the heart attack of some video game boss to jump out and scare the piss out of me.
I finally reached the door, looking down the strange hallway. I swallowed the lump of fear stuck in my throat as I grabbed onto the cold, metal door handle.
It whispered as I turned it, the door creaking as I gently pulled it open just enough for me to peer my head out. Slowly, I leaned my head out the narrow crack, the lump in my throat swelling. I peered down the dark, desolate hallway that, thankfully, appeared empty besides the cold abyss of darkness barely being penetrated by the flickering of the ceiling lights.
The putrid smell of stale bleach burned my nostrils, making my head rush with lightheadedness from the breathtaking smell. My lungs seemed to be plugged by the smell as I sought to breathe.
Slowly, I began to walk down the ominous hallway, hoping the smell would subside. Shivers traveled up and down my spine as I walked. I felt the little pattern of bugs crawl up and down my arms and chest, making me swat to brush them off only to find that there's n thing there. The crawling only got worse as I walked deeper into the dark.
Footsteps followed behind me. My whole body freezing in place; even my lungs refusing to breathe. Hot air pushed onto my neck as my ears rang with a mans deep, heavy sighing filling my ears. The crawling of my skin continued to get worse and worse until I had to move. To scratch at the nothing that was crawling across my body.
"I know why you did," a deep, husky voice whispered in my ear; a devilish spit of laughter following. It's warm breath hit the back of my neck along with the putrid spit from his laughter soaking my neck.
My head was spinning so fast I didn't even realize I was running. Running fast, away from everything like I always had. I was running so fast that my body didn't even have time to process as I suddenly fell to the floor. My body catching quickly up to speed as I gasped for my lungs to push out any for of air.
I coughed for what seemed like hours. My throat felt like I had just swallowed sand and I felt my stomach was about to push it all back up. My heart slowly caught up with the rest of me; beating a mile a minute, slowly back to normal.
Slowly, I raised my head up, letting my eyes adjust to the pitch blackness of where I was. It was no use however; I felt like I was ten thousand miles trapped in the depths of the Black Sea. Panic started to swell in my throat again as I desperately searched around for something, anything to help me get out of this situation.
