You find yourself in a long hallway, you don't know how you got there as the last thing you remember is laying in your bed for a nap, and yet this definitely wasn't a dream. It was too real to be a dream. Your feet hurt as if you'd been walking for hours, and you couldn't stop your legs from moving you forwards.
With each step you could feel something creeping up behind you. With every breath you could feel someone, or something exhale on the back of your neck, how cliche. You dont know where you're going, or what you're doing here but you know if you stop, you'll surely never see the light of day again.
Hours, days pass and you keep walking. Your feet bleed from the forming blisters popping and the non stop walking. Your legs feel like they'll fall off but the fear of what follows fuels you. Vines have started appearing on the cold, grey, concrete walls. They dangle down towards you menacingly, as if threatening to grab hold of you, threatening to stop you in your tracks to surrender your body to the creature.
