The Girl that Could not Escape - UNEDITED

Chapter Eight

''Misha?'' Detective Crawford said my name. I want to get out of this police station, but I am in a dream. This feels like a dream because it does not seem to make sense and is all over the place. When I wake up in the hospital, I remember its reality. Time passes while I am at the police station waiting for this interview to end. It is making me feel on edge and paranoid. Detective Fiona has not even finished asking me questions. She is pressing me to answer them, more desperate to get information out of me, asking me to remember. My brain at once resists responding. I feel like I am repeating myself.

Because the incident has given me serious injury, the police and the hospital think I will not be able to recover from it. I know what people don't know about Halloween night. Compared to what Detective Fiona knew. I will tell them what I discovered, but I am waiting for the right moment.

"When is this interview coming to an end?" I asked while looking at the clock. Detective Crawford "No, unfortunately not, Misha; I need to ask you some more questions, "she said. "Why do you need to ask me more questions? Do you know what time it is? Its midnight? I answered all your questions, and I answered them honestly. You know I have not made it all up!" I screamed at her; you could tell I was frustrated and angry. I couldn't hold my tears back; I could feel the tears ready to pour down my face.

"You know that we have to get your statement Misha," the Detective says. Every night I dream about the car coming around the corner at full speed. Sofia and I tried to get across the road, but we got hit by the vehicle. We were hitting our heads. Waking up in the middle of nowhere calling out for help, but no one heard me. I remember what happened. Sofia left me to die. "

"You are just getting confused about it all because of your brain injury ", Detective Fiona Crawford paused, shaking her head. I want to show you something that was found on the victim" She put a necklace on the table in a plastic bag, which was see-through. It was an infinity necklace from Pandora. I started to well up again. She continued to speak, "What's wrong, Miss Parkes? Do you recognise this necklace? Have you seen it? ".

I did not answer; I just sat there staring at the necklace.

I have already seen this necklace. Detective Crawford has already shown me this infinity snake necklace, and I have matched it. Why is she offering it to me again? "What... I have seen this before. Why are you showing me this again?" I asked. She took a big breath putting the images of Sofia's post-mortem out of the table. And she placed them in front of me to have a look. My eyes were scanning every single detail in the images. My stomach turned, and I was unable to speak.

"Where did you get...these images from, "I ask.

"From the post-mortem," she answered my question.

Sofia did not look like herself; she looked like a corpse. Looking at her, my heart was in my throat, and there she was, lying there covered in cuts; seeing her body covered in bruises and cuts gave me shivers and made me question what life was without her. She had ghostly pale eyes, her lips were blue, and though her eyes were closed, I thought she was asleep. Even the thought that she was dead made my stomach turn. Looking at the images made me have another flashback of that night.

"Sorry, I don't want to look at them anymore," I said as I looked away.

"Misha, I do apologise. I will take them away, but we would like you to go and identify Sofia's body, "She asked me.

"Why me? I am not her next of kin?" I spoke.

My head started spinning, and it all went black.

I suddenly woke up, sweating, and my heart was pounding. I saw I was at the police station a minute ago. I turned my head around, and Sofia was next to me, and I screamed. "You are going to the hospital. You lost consciousness; you are in the ambulance. "Sofia said, holding my hand. I took the oxygen mask off and said, "You injected me with something to make me return to the hospital, so I did not tell the truth. "I felt something cold shot around my body. Was it my blood? Was it a drug? What did Sofia do? Did she drug me?

Sofia's voice echoes in my head. Looking at the ambulance ceiling, I keep thinking I am safe or in danger. The oxygen mask is helping me to breathe, but I feel like I am being suffocated. I feel like I am going to be sick. Facing backwards on the troller as the ambulance rocks about and the lights go on and off. It is going to make me vomit. My breathing gets worse. I am going to have a panic attack. Inhaling and exhaling heavily, I feel like the world is spinning. My eyes are burning ... My vision was blurry. I cannot hear anything but loud sounds in the ambulance. I looked down at myself and was strapped to the bed. I screamed, but no one could listen to me. Don't tell me that I am trapped in here. I glance over to see the ambience door. Is Sofia outside the door? Is she behind me? I am locked in. Is she taking me to the hospital? Where am I? This is not a game. The lights were flashing and flickering on and off. This is terrifying. I close my eyes. My head is throbbing with pain. I was so scared to open my eyes, but I did, and a face was staring at me. A woman who looked like a paramedic. She smiles at me, "You're in the ambulance; you're safe ".

''Where are you taking me?'' I speak.

''To Henshaw Hospital'' she replied.

''Please do not take me there,'' I screamed out.