Thou Shall Not Fall

Chapter 2

21/10/2021

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Trigger Warnings ⚠ :

- Swearing!
- Mentions of COVID 19 (Inaccurate representation of COVID restrictions in both the UK and North America)

- Abnormally long chapter ahead (I have no restraint!)

BOLD ITALIC AND UNDERLINED  = Her thoughts

SONG: Runaway By Bon Jovi (This song is intended to fit this chapter)

- Chapter Two -
- Land of Confusion -

(Please forgive the terrible writing!)

As she sat shrouded in anxious worry over what was going to happen next, the young girl wondered when the frightening experience was going to come to an end. And, as if some God was listening, the room stopped its wild tremors and silence fell over the now destroyed area of the dimly lit restroom; the soft exhales of a shocked teenage girl breaking through the eeriness the silence of the room had obtained.

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Never before had she encountered such a horrifying phenomena, especially so far away from her family. And as Hanna sat frozen beneath the surprisingly untouched sink, her heart refusing to calm down from it's erratic rhythm thumping inside her chest.

"Holy. Mother. Above..." She breathed with wide eyes, taking in her surroundings, "...I'm out."

With that simple statement, Hanna slowly lifted herself off the floor - her bag softly hitting against her hip as she walked carefully around the broken ceramics and glass scattering the once spotless surface.

With each slow step forward, she could hear the broken shards crack and crunch underneath her plush pink heals; the sound making her cringe the further she went.

The broken lights above her flickered uncontrollably, most of the bulbs no longer secured into their rightful place in the space above, instead dangling down on loose string-like wires that threatened to fall at any given moment even if by the gentlest of breezes.

With meditated steps, she navigated her way towards the bathroom door, her foot coming into contact with her discarded hairbrush.

"Thank god - I don't have epilepsy. Not sure I can still say that after this, though." Hanna murmured with false amusement. Her body was still rigid with the aftermath of what had only just occurred and the only thing on her mind in that moment was to get out of the destroyed restroom she was currently occupying.

Dragging her manicured fingers across the door, she re-adjusted her bag on her shoulder, mainly out of comfort, before grasping the long silver handle and attempting to pull it open. The hinges squeaked horribly at the force that she was pulling at; a sound that you would associate with something old and unused - making Hanna furrow her eyebrows in mild confusion.