I walked down the corridor, my breathing fast and rasp, and my legs quivering. I held my breath around each corner, expecting it to jump out at me. Whatever it is.
I stopped and put my body weight against the wall, dropping to the floor in a heap of sweat and fear. I sat there, alone, looking up and down, through every window and crack in the building. I knew it was here, I saw it, I just didn't know where it had run off to. Or what it is planning to do.
I started to remember James, how I had left him behind like that. I tried not to blame myself, telling myself I needed to get to safety, but it was no use. James was the only one in the division who kept me going through this twisted life. I started crying and went to bury my face in my hands when I heard a noise around the corner. A gigantic shadow covered the floor and walls at the end of the hallway.
I got up and started to creep away from the hall end. As I saw it come around the corner, it also saw me. It let out a very low growl and I started to run. All I could think to myself was, "Why do prison halls have to be so long?"
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The Dead in the Cells
HororA 17-year-old teen, Adam Prus finds himself in jail for being accused of the murder of his own mother. As he spends his time there, he notices things to change more and more each day. Waking up one day in complete darkness, alone with his cellmates...
