Prologue

9 1 0
                                    


White. It's all I see. White walls, white floors, and white uniforms. Never ending and all around. I have been staring at the same opaque wall for nine hours straight. I don't flinch when the screaming starts, I don't look away when footsteps enter the room and tell me things. I just stare, because if I don't my whole world will come crashing down and I won't be able to escape the rubble.



Deleted SanityWhere stories live. Discover now