Abandoned

6

I began having short-term trips to the food and water area three times for the next week that passed. Lukas and I grew much more distant as what happened may have made it a lot more awkward between the two of us. I decided this through one night when we were both asleep, well he was at least. I had recounted the past few days that we had spent together and realized that he was alienating himself to a different corner of the room. He was eating less than usual as well, since we were both starving he would have usually utterly stuffed himself to a near death by food, but at the moment he was eating one can of soup at most. He completely stopped drinking any type of water that was there for him as well. The wind began to cry as night seemed to dawn on us, I knew this because every time it howled it seemed to be night. That is how we decided to take time in our underground cell. I heard at least four crashes of the unnatural lightening crashing somewhere at the top of this manmade creation. Every single time I winced, even though it normally happened. It was purely horrifying hearing even the slightest of sounds that came from the world outside. I commenced to stare at my partner in this abnormal disaster. Lukas was looking away from me, at the ground, his eyes beginning to be completely bloodshot. I then saw him look up at me, with only pupils and red around his whites. He began to smile slowly, yellow teeth with several gaps, appearing as if there was a black hole reaching down his throat, a dark, empty hole was the only thing that stretched down to his stomach. No food at all was there. He was hungry. He slowly advanced to his feet and began to walk forward. Everything was slow; his steps were not miniscule, or at all fast. Not even normal. Slow is the most descriptive word that anybody could describe his movements as. I moved both of my arms back at an identical time and speed. By doing this, I fell back but regained my balance with both of my arms being placed again on the ground. I kept attempting to move like this whilst he seemed to be getting a lot closer. I then realized I could obviously move faster my substituting movements in my limbs to one at a time. I crawled desperately out of the room and eventually scrambled to my feet and ran for myself to the elevator. Everything about him seemed to be Quentin when he snapped. I turned to see Lukas still advancing slowly towards me, seeming to be gliding - but ungracefully, across the ground toward me. I ran up the stairs, few at a time and jumped inside the elevator that was conveniently opened for me to jump inside and hide. I attempted to quickly close the elevator door, but had a large dilemma. The elevator seemed to be slightly broken; it was not working. It was at that moment that I realized that the elevator was working flawlessly, just that somebody was holding it from enclosing me into its comfortable depths. I slowly looked up as a scene from a disastrous horror movie played out in reality. I saw a smile playing on the lips of Lukas, a smile that would forever be inscribed into my brain. It would be a memory of my experiences. He started to crawl. He closed the elevator and crawled to me, forcing me to be entrapped in his grasp. I knew at this moment my fate would be the same as Emorys. He was still slow when I hugged my body to the wall, not accepting anything yet. I danced from that spot to another and another and he still remained slow. I managed to press the button that threw the elevator to the second floor without him changing his pace even the slightest bit. I hurled my body from the position I was in and out of the enclosed space and ran to the door that was somehow still closed. I could feel the glacial air freezing me even when it was concealed. Lukas started to stand and tiptoe over to me as if I could not see him if he walked without a sound. His smile was always expanding into a wider, more horrifying grin that would kill you if it saw you. He then elegantly pranced toward me and sunk his teeth into my flesh.