You were so confused about what has happened. Was I asleep for so long? Thoughts wandered in your mind as you detached the metal rings from your ankles. You looked down at yourself, you were in some hospital pajamas.
"Clothes" You mumbled to yourself, realizing your voice changed. Hoarse and raspy, as if you hadn't talked in a few years. Oh, how big your shock was when you realized you were asleep for two years.
You walked through the old building, once a laboratory. Now a plundered old ruins, you looked through shelves. For some clothes, for your luck, there was a pair of old jeans. And an oversized t-shirt, with blood still on it. Now crusty, and smelly. Your (H/L) swung as you looked quickly behind you.
"Hey? Is anyone here?" You tried to say out loud, but you started coughing. Fuck You looked up, and to your shock, hands with long claws were lingering on the shelf. Trying to grab you. You stepped away from the shelf quickly, with a hoarse scream.
"What the fuck?!" You turned on your heel, you started running before you even knew it. And when you were about to turn to open the door, a monster blocked your way. You hissed and grabbed a table only to shove it into its face.
You ran to another opened door, you couldn't risk getting caught so you jumped. For your luck, you landed on the staircase, and couldn't catch your balance. Starting to roll down, you felt your head hit the stone stairs.
For a second you thought you'd fall asleep, but when you felt yourself stop rolling. You weakly stood up. Uh, my head...
Your eyes caught a glimpse of daylight, and you couldn't help but try and drag your lump body there. When your stretched-out hands touch the broken glass. You shook your head, which caused your brain to hurt violently.
You started searching quickly for something heavy enough to break off the rest of the glass. You couldn't help but scream when a tentacle wrapped around your ankle and tried to drag your tired body.
Your body slides with the tentacle tugging on your ankle even harder as if reassuring you it'll end soon. But the will to live won, and you tried to break free. Your hand grabbed somewhere on the side and your hand wrapped around a hard brick.
You hit the tentacle with the brick, and it let you loose. Your breath was quick, the thoughts made you even weaker. Your thoughts told you you'd never get out of here, but hope rose when you heard a bird chirping.
