Death Ahead.

Chapter 3 (Unprepared).

God fucking dammit, the ghost man is here again. I hope he is targeting the killer instead of me, my both legs were screwed. The ghost man grabbed the killer, smashing the killer to the wall multiple times. It's too smokey around so I can't see early, all I was focusing is about pulling the wood out from my legs.

"FUCK! gah.." I pulled two of the wood out at once with my force, now I don't know if I can even decided to sprint. I can see the ghost man was tearing the killer apart, the blood splattered around my body again. I witnessed a killer got ripped apart right in my eyes, it has never been disgusting until it comes to face to face. The ghost man left right after he killed the killer, I never get to know his name yet. I have to get out of here, I can't stay here any longer. Possibly I could met other kind of crazy killers in this asylum, I have to go through that sadly.

"I want his organs." said by a person in front of me. Luckily the other side was locked so he can't get me. He was naked, fully naked I can say and he was quite massive too..

I walked away to the other door, opened it and all I see is security room. Finally, I get to access the CCTV and the radio to call for help. I checked the footage of the CCTV while trying to dial 911, things get weirder and weirder each second when I'm watching the footage. Some... variants, budged into a laboratory or something and they got killed by something unsettling ghost. It might be the ghost man I met earlier, or there's another one in here.

"911 what's your emergency?" the police said.

"I would need some help here, Wales Of Reston Asylum. I have been trapped here with plenty of killers and they are trying to kill me, please get me outta here." I asked.

"I will be calling the swat teams, you stay there alright?" the police said.

I never get to finish my sentence yet and the phone has been cut off once again, I'd hope they can hear what I'm trying to say. There's 4 batteries on the table, I grabbed them as fast as possible and left the security room. About the footage of the laboratory, I need to search where the fuck is it located in this asylum. They are making patients into the experiment and testing them? That's horrible, super cruel.

I suddenly feel drowsy, I immediately fell asleep on the ground and I can't get up. I closed my eyes and hope no one will find me here on the ground, I hope they think I'm dead or something.

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Time Skip.
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I woke up, in a normal room. Just like my apartment, is this a dream or illusion? I got up from the bed, checking if there's someone trying to trick me again. It.. was the police! Oh my god, I have never been so happier in my life that the police knows where I am and put me in this safety room. I am the victim of Wales Of Reston asylum, I need to tell the police what the fuck happened but the problem is where is my camera? I need it to show proof that the asylum itself is insane, killing people and cannibalism.

"Sorry, but may I ask where am I police? I need my camera too sir." I asked politely.

The police doesn't even answer me, it was facing at the wall and I try to touch his shoulder and he grabbed my hand. Im struggling to let it go, things started to melt away. The whole room, even the police himself is melting. I think he's turning into something, damn is this a killer that can morph to anyone to fall into his trap?

I blinked twice, and I ended up in present time again. It was all a dream, I am still laying on the same ground and no one actually knows I am right here. "It was just a bad dream, it was just a bad dream." I said to myself. I thought it was real at the moment, seeing freedom is right ahead of me but turns out it was a dream. The disappointment makes me wanna just lay on this awful ground, wanted some killers to murder me at the scene. I hate everything now, even freedom hates me.

I don't know what time is it now, I don't even know if it's already passed the next day or just stays the same. All I wanna focus is leaving this asylum, my main goal. I got up again, opening the door and left the security room. I try to find another path to lead me to the opposite path so I can continue my journey. Most of the doors are busted, so I tried one last door that's it's only my hope. I'm not going back where I went, just like how I'm not letting demons dragging me back to hell. There, I already moved on to the opposite path. Now I had to keep going, the naked person I met earlier is gone. Why was he naked though, he hates wearing clothes?

The hallway starts to get darker again, the dust is everywhere and I can't help myself to sneeze a lot. It will distract the killer if I keep on sneezing uncontrollably like this. I have to leave this dusty place, and head to another path. I kicked the door, it opened. There was a lot of beds again, there's a few patients sleeping on those bloody beds. Some are praying for god, some are asleep and some are dead if I'm not wrong. I walked pass a bed, one of the patient grabbed my lower part shirt. I shove his hand off, and he was begging for me to help him. I had enough of these begging shit, I ain't helping anyone except for myself. Don't care if people gonna call me selfish, helping more people in this asylum can lead to more problems so it's a no for me. I left the room once again, there was a dead end ahead of me. No doors but vents, so I think I have to crawl inside the vent and get to another path. I hop in the vent and slowly crawling in the vents, the anxiety rushing through my blood because I don't know if there's a killer behind me following me as I can't look back. I got off from the vent, now I'm back to a room? A room has arts in it this time, I clearly had no idea who drew these but it does look awfully amazing. It's like the killer really loves sketching some random bullshit on those walls huh.

I think I heard footsteps coming from behind me, I have to hide like IMMEDIATELY BEFORE HE KNOWS I'M HERE.