Lullaby

DAY THREE

Tommy woke up to the sour smell of a damp basement and mold. He couldn't remember anything that happened the day before or how he got where he was. The air was disgusting, it was thick with the scent of mold and decay, and the only sound was the faint dripping of water somewhere nearby. It was dark and cold, Tommy started to shiver, Tommy knew that he was somewhere he didn't belong.

As he stood up he felt faint, he had to sit back down immediately. Tommy sat there for a few minutes waiting for his eyes to adjust, when they did he realized that he was in some sort of large room in a basement. Tommy stood back up, the place smelled so sour, he reached for his cellphone to use the flashlight but his phone wasn't in his pocket. He started to panic, where the hell was he, how did he get there, and why.

That was when Tommy heard it.

"La La La La La," sang the little girl somewhere in the distance. Tommy had a flashback from the day before, he remembered hearing the little girl singing throughout the school hallways.

"Hello," Tommy called out "who's there?" There was no response. Tommy felt like he was starting to lose his mind, soon the room seemed to be spinning around him, all Tommy could see were blurred colors. He soon fainted.

When he woke up again he tried to get up, however, Tommy found that he was bound to an old hospital stretching, he couldn't move at all. Tommy tried to scream for help but he had been gagged so all that could be heard was his muffled voice.

SHUT UP, Tommy heard a voice in his head

Who's there? Tommy called out in his head. If it were possible to be screaming inside your head, Tommy would be doing it right now. Tommy tried to move but he couldn't, he slid his eyes from side to side to try and see what was going on around him. Nothing. The only thing that could be heard was still the faint sound of water somewhere in the basement. But there was a new sound added this time, the sound of a large generator.

Am I somewhere new? Tommy questioned himself, no, I can't be. That was when Tommy looked back up at the ceiling and had another flashback.

This time during his flashback Tommy remembered the mangled, bloody, almost dead looking version of himself. Tommy began screaming out for help again but it was still coming out just muffled from the gag stuffed in his mouth.

Just then Tommy snapped out of it and opened his eyes.

It was on the ceiling, the mangled version of Tommy was upside down on the ceiling with its head torqued so far back so that it could look down with its bloody empty eye sockets right into Tommy's own eyes.

The room started spinning again and Tommy kept screaming and screaming but it was only muffled, the monstrosity jumped down from the the ceiling and picked up what appeared to be the reaper's scythe off the floor and put the blade towards Tommy's throat, and then it spoke inside his head right as a grand clock somewhere in the room struck twelve AM.