Lost Part 2

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A man in a black suit rushed in, followed by many men holding guns. When 'black suit turned to me and observed my crying fits, he sent the others out saying that he would be fine. I nearly snorted, 'you won't be when I'm done with you.

I jumped up unto his back and grabbed the bedside table's lamp and brought it down unto his head. He crumpled to the floor and without a second thought, I dashed for the door and opened it.

There was a very much empty white hall, covered in series of white doors.

I wondered if there were others like me in this place. Trapped and scared. Just then, I remembered. Why wasn't I scared?

Before I could carry on with that thought, my legs propelled me down the hall.

It was as if I knew where I had to go because in no time I was out the front door. I don't know why, but I kept on running. Maybe it was to set me a good distance away from the place.

When I finally came to a stop, I allowed myself to take in my surroundings.

I was in the middle of nowhere. Literally.I was in a desert, full of sand and probably scary insects. Making the stupidest decision I could ever make. I ran as far away from the white building as i could. A few minutes later, I sat down in the middle of two weeds and tried to remember how this all happened.

Flashback:

Many knocks rapped on the door, I backed away from my spot on the couch.The rapping on the for stopped and the sound of foot step stold me Loud and clear that they were going to try the backdoor. I was contemplating on running out the front door, but quickly ran up stairs and locked myself in my room.

End of flashback.

As I pulled myself from the flashback, I realized that I was crying.

I was alone.

I was hungry.

I was desperate.

And I was LOST.

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