CHAPTER 1 .SURVIVAL INSTINCTS

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"Pit Pat" water droplets dripping were the only thing audible under the pin drop silent..leaving my huffed and puffed breathing that I tried to keep as quite as I can by covering by mouth and nose tightly with my left hand.

Though breathing was getting harder each second like that but it also did help me not smell the disgusting and horrendous stench coming from the clocked toilet near me, Dirty gutter toilet water overflowing wet my shoes, as I did nothing but stand there with no moments like a statue.

With the bathroom gate locked to my right, I leaned against the wall behind me and looked up to the ceiling my left hand still covered my bottom face as the water beneath me made it much too uncomfortable for me to keep standing like that since my socks inside my shoes got wet too.

I wanted to move and readjust my position as my body was starting to get sore from being in the same position for almost like an hour, thanks to my hand watch I still know how much time has passed as I stayed trapped in here.

My knees took the most damage in my whole body ofcourse after my head which was pounding like crazy, I wanted to Crouch a little and sit down just enough to give my feets a little breathing but I can't, knowing the water below my feets might splash around and make noise...... noise that I absolutely can't afford right now

**THUD** a loud sound of someone or something body slamming into something was heard, I flinched but didn't move
"HELP ME, HELP" a loud cry of help followed, I pressed my back to the wall harder as if to get away from whatever that was happening outside

A loud growl and screech was heard from the other side of the door, "p-pleaase n-no" the trembling voice of the girl got closer and a little thump suddenly hit the closed gate in my right side.

A sudden "hup" sound left me, regretting it as soon as it left, I instantly cupped my mouth more tighter than it already was, pressing so hard that my nails sliced a little through my cheek skin

But it was too late, whoever was on the other side of the door already heard me no matter how much I wanted to take the sound back that had left me.

"I-Is someone there" the trembling voice said, "I know you are there, o-open the door please" the voice pleaded , growls and screech in the background started to get louder with each second

"Why are you not saying anything?? Don't ignore me" The trembling girl voicing her question started to bang on the door , each bang waking more growls..

A single tear trickled down my cupped face traveling through my hand, I, who was still in shock of what happened didn't know what to do, my whole body trembled in fear, resesting the urge to cry I extended my hand and rested it on the gate lock

The loud bangs now turned into what seemed like kicks crashing against the metal door, "COME ON OPEN IT YOU DAMNED BITCH" the voice grew in anger, growls and screeches no longer sounded like they were in background with how loud they'd alredy gotten.

A painful and desperate cry from the other side of gate was heard yet again but with more desparation this time "P-Please Please I beg of you open the door p-please" a loud sniff followed.

My right hand still rested on the gate lock, with muffled sniffs I was bout to turn the lock when I suddenly froze and whatever commotion that was going on outside got quite, Including each little sound that I heard had gone quite, now the only thing that pounded in my ears was the sound of my own heart beating loudly

Serval whispering voices in my head joined 

Do you want to open that door?

Whatever is going outside do you want to get involved?

Think again

You have to survive

Where are your survival instincts

I turned the lock it clicked.

My heart pounding with the voices in my head stopped as I heard the voice that was trembling and begging suddenly turn into Absolute loud and earsplitting cry, Deafning and body piercing screams continued as I clicked the lock one more time like before making sure it is completely locked.

Scream and cries were continuous with each banging against the metal door, but these banging were not of someone trying to get inside like earlier, it was of someone desperately trying to get away from something.

Tearing and slicing of meat were also audible as the screams become more vivid but the growls remaind and kept increasing.

I looked down at my feets once again as the dirty gutter water got mixed with the crimson liquid that came from the space between the door and floor, going past my shoes.

My heart race increased as my hand still stayed to my face covering my mouth throughout the whole scenario,

My will to cry increased but to survive stayed stronger.

I looked on the ceiling above me and closed my eyes as I thought to myself while tears trickled down from my eyes to my mouth covering hand

"I am trash"
"But I survived"

"That's all that matters"

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