The Marked Ones

Chapter Eleven: The Insane Asylum

My legs hurt as I run down the field of twigs, branches and trees. It was horribly dark
outside, and the moon was shining a blinding light. I tripped a couple times on stones but quickly got up in fear of my end.
He was trailing behind me, blood covering every inch io his body. One problem though...

Its not his.

Looking back I see his crazed smile. A smile that was no longer beautiful.
I run into this builiding. At the tops it reads Alligraphy Lunatic Asylum. It was covered in vines and the doors and windows were boarded up. Seeing that Brandon is close by I stop and think to myself. Do I...
A) go inside and hide?
B) keep running?
or C) just let Brandon kill me?

I honestly cant decide. Have you ever seen a movie where the girl goes into the spooky graveyard or something and gets killed at the end because she made a bad decision? Yeah, thats how I feel. And right now I wanna be smarter than those girls. So I did what I felt was best.

I chose the asylum.

I ran towards the front door and tore down the old, crippled wood. Then I nudge at the doorknob.

Locked.

I run to nearby window and tored down the wood blocking my entrance. I crawl inside and try to board the windows back up. Its dark now. I look around for a switch by groping the dirty walls. I feel a switch over by a nasty, unkept bed. But then I see something. Wait... I think. If he sees the shining light through the windows Im a goner! I ease my hand of the light switch. And besides, this town has been abandoned for decades. The electricity probably wont work anyways. From what I can tell, this is a patient's room. I feel around the room for anything valuable. And luckily for me there was. A lamp! Thats how you know this place was old. They still used lamps. I grabbed the lamp and lit it up. I sat down to calm myself. The flame illuminated the room and gave it a soft spoken vibe. The horribly corrupted insane asylum turned into a cuddly, homey paradise. It made me feel at peace for once.

I slowly got up and started exploring. I know it was probably a bad idea at a time like this but its either now or never.
I slid my fingers against the dusty grain of the wood bed to see thats still... um how do I say this... occupied? I can see the outline of some human-like form buried under the sheets somewhere. Out of my curiousity, I gradually walked closer to the bed and pulled down the covers... and what I saw was too disgusting to describe properly.

The skin on that thing was molting and peeling off. The hair was frizzled and gray. And worse of all, it had worms. Ew. Quickly I jumped back, seeing that this mess was stressing me out. Slowly I inch my way to the door and put my hand on the cold, crustly doorknob.

Should I?

I take a step back.

Maybe I shouldn't...

Then I put my hand back on the handle.

Maybe I should..?

Ugh! I mentally slap myself. Make up your damn mind! And so I did. Slowly opening the door, I peer outside into the dark hallways. I slowly creep out and tip toe down the hall. I carry the old lamp and shine it over the walls. In front of my door it says

ROOM 419
EXPERIMENT 626

Woah, these people were... experiments? I walk down the hall and peek into the rooms. In one room there are two bodies on the floor with blood plastered everywhere. One has a gun in hand and both have bullet wounds. I can guess what happened.
Passing by another room I see a person pinned to the wall with knives and scissors. I fringe at the sight. That looks like it hurt.
In another room I see blood everywhere. This is the most blood I've ever seen in a day. But something's not right... Where did the blood come from? Where's the body? I want to go in, I know I do. But I can't. I don't want to know what I'll see or what surprise I might run into. That room gives off a terrible vibe. And If I see more blood today I might just puke. I keep walking.