Chapter 4

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The room. It was there. I don't understand. I walked into the room, it was really there. I walked in and turned on the lights. The first thing I did rather than think about how this was possible was grab as much stuff as possible to bring back to my room. I grabbed some batteries, the first-aid kit, some of the gadgets there to keep me company and some other stuff. I headed back to my bunk to drop off this stuff. As I turned around to walk back to the other bunk I saw something climbing down the ladder. I grabbed my flashlight and Swiss army knife and headed there slowly, but when I got there, nothing was there, and the mysterious bunk was gone again. I pointed the lit flashlight up at the hatch and it was still locked. I didn't understand what was happening. After some time of looking for the mysterious, vanishing bunk, I figured I was probably hallucinating from sleep deprivation and the trauma I had experienced. I decided to get some sleep. As I laid on the bed, I began to feel my eyes close and my body relax. I began to dream of how my life was before this pre-apocalyptic life. Going to school, hanging out with my friends, feeling freedom and happiness, joking about the end of the world. It felt like I slept for hours before I woke up to a pillow over my face and a shortness of breath. How did that even get there? I'm the only living thing in this entire bunk. Right? As I got up to get some water, I looked over my shoulder at the mess I had made when I dumped all that stuff from the other bunk. As I was headed to bed, I looked over in the hall when I saw it again. That thing, standing there by the ladder. It was staring at me with it's eyes white as snow. I went to put my water bottle down, and when I looked back up, it was gone. I went to grab my flashlight when I felt something. Something watching me. Something touching my spine. Something gripping my shoulders. Something moving closer to my ear. Something that said "Welcome to my bunk." As I trembled, my eyes wide open, I slowly turned around to confront it. I looked from the corner of my eye and it was gone. I then looked around to see if it was gone when I realized. I was in the mystery bunk. I turned back around to leave but the door was gone. There was no way out of this bunk. I had no food, no water, no clean bandages, nowhere comfortable to sleep, nowhere to use the bathroom either. I quickly walked to the walls, hoping something might happen when I felt something grab my ankles. I dropped to the floor and hit my head, trying to grip on something, I grabbed whatever I could grab and threw it behind me but it was no use. I was dragged all around the room, my head hitting the floor over and over, I struggled to catch my breath and my ankles throbbing. I began to cry and scream, beggin for it to let me go when It lifted me. As I was swinging from my ankles, I began to feel dizzy. I squirmed trying to break free when I felt a release. I crashed head first on the ground. My head throbbing, my chest aching. I struggled to move but I couldn't. As i tried to lift myself with my arms, My right arm that was under my chest was in so much pain. I couldn't move it, I couldn't pick it up. My arm was broken. I rolled off my arm and as the pressure decreased off my arm, the pain increased. I picked it up slowly with my left arm and held it next to my chest. I got up and I saw the door, I quickly sprant to the door. I used my chin to try and keep my hand up but it was no use. I was stuck in this bunker with that thing. How would I ever get out of here? I then began to kick the door. As I kicked it made loud noises but I didn't care I needed to get out of here. I kicked and kicked but it was no use. My legs began to get tired, I had no arms I could use and my head was throbbing. I sat on the floor against the wall, still holding my arm, I began to cry. Why is this happening to me? What does this thing want with me? As I sobbed all alone on the floor, questioning what was happening to me. I heard a creak.
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