From this point on, my memories were fragmented, coming in and out of consciousness like a dream. I couldn't see well or move; all I could do was listen. Voices echoed around me, urgent and panicked, but I couldn't make sense of them. I felt like I was being carried and that they were in a hurry. The same voice kept repeating over and over again, gradually becoming familiar.
Suddenly, I woke up in a strange room. I didn't know how I had gotten there, but I was alone. The room was unfamiliar, and I immediately suspected that I had been tricked. A few scattered memories from earlier in the day came back to me - being inside the elevator, the girl with me. That explained why my body hurt so much and why I could barely move. I remembered feeling like I was being carried by someone.
Despite the pain, I managed to stand and open the door to see if there were others. But when the door opened, what I saw made me gasp in horror.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
11:11
There, hanging from the ceiling by her neck, was the girl from the elevator. Shocked and disbelieving, I reached up and touched her cold skin. As soon as my fingers made contact, a sharp headache pierced through my skull and a disturbing flashback flooded my vision.
I saw a group of people running frantically through corridors and rooms. A guy was carrying me on his back as they raced through the maze-like building. Then, I was taken to this room with the girl from the elevator. Supplies were quickly dwindling, and it seemed like they were trapped, with no way out.
The group had left in search of food, but the girl from the elevator stayed behind with me. I was barely conscious and she was on the verge of panic. She moved me and pleaded for me to wake up, her voice shrill and desperate. More than eleven hours had passed and no one had returned. Fear consumed her as she begged for me to open my eyes, saying she couldn't bear being alone any longer. As she clutched my hand, tears streaming down her cheeks, I could feel how much she needed me to survive. And then, suddenly, she stopped crying and whispered in my ear "Please don't die..." With shaking hands, she opened the door and stepped outside before closing it gently behind her. Tears pricked at my eyes as I watched her go, unable to comprehend the selfless act of standing by my side even in the face of certain death.
I glanced at my watch, the time reading 11:11. It didn't make sense, she had said more than eleven hours had passed and yet it was still the same day. My heart ached as I read the note she left behind:
Note:
I'm sorry, I can't take this anymore. I need to see my loved ones, even if they're all gone now. My name is Linda, and I love you, sweet boy. You have no idea how much I miss you right now. I need you so much, but it seems like you didn't make it. But that's okay, because I'm coming to be with you. If you wake up, please know that it's not your fault.
SORRY,
I COULDN'T WAIT- DON'T GO OUTSIDE!
-LINDA
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