The Devil's Playground

Chapter 6: Peace

I woke up from a blank sleep. I didn't have a dream about anything, if anything I am more determined then ever, I guess you could say I was a little...excited too. I stood up and approached the metal door, ready to leave the safe room for the last time - finally. I closed the huge metal door to what would be my safe haven in this madhouse, I wondered down the corridor with a fire in my heart and courage in my eyes. I was ready to escape this place; I was greeted with the final message of blood on the floor it read "Good luck...Bro" Bro? Why on earth would the person who trapped me here call me bro, there's only one person who calls me bro. This person knows me somehow enough to call me bro.

I continued to the end of the hallway and proceeded through the door to find myself in another hallway not a room, wonder filled my mind because this seemed very different to my right was a door but there was no handle, im guessing that it was pulled off and can only be opened from the other side. "ADAM COOKE!! I HAVE TRIED TO BE RID OF YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN BECAUSE YOU WERE ALWAYS BETTER THAN ME! YOU WOULD GET EVERYTHING YOU WANTED AND WHERE WOULD THAT LEAVE ME, ALONE AND DYING ON THE INSIDE! YOU WOULD NEVER CARE FOR ME OR COME TO ME WHEN I WAS SAD, I WAS YOUR BRO! NOW LOOK AT THE FACE OF YOUR DESTROYER!!!" I looked to my right towards the door to see the handle pushed down and it open slowly to reveal a tall and big man with long hair, his head was down, then he looked up...

I recognised his face, I wish I didn't the man had anger and tears in his eyes and his mouth was sewn shut...It was Wayne Maxwell. My best friend and also my...bro, we were so close with each other we stuck by each others side in school and college, we had an unbreakable bond and we classed each other as brothers. But how was he talking to me like that, maybe he wasn't. He set all of this up so he may have kept recordings at the ready. He was missing in the nightmare but he looked like one of them, it was like the nightmare came to real life, this was it. I couldn't reason with Wayne any more.

"RUN!!!!" At that moment Wayne began to charge at me, he has always been able to run faster than me and after what I have been through my energy wasn't 100% there. I started to run as fast as I can down a hallway which seemed like it would last forever, there were huge doors with an exit sign above them. That inspired me to run faster but my energy was fading fast and looking behind me Wayne was getting faster and closer to me he was almost at arms length, the doors were closer. I put all of my energy into running and made it to the door. The bar to open them was stuck and Wayne was getting close to me I used all of my strength to force open the door.

I made it outside, there was a gate down the pathway which led outwards to safety. I ran to it to find that it was locked tight so I began to climb it which was difficult remembering I have 9 fingers, I was close to the top when all of a sudden a hand grabbed my leg, it was Wayne. He was trying to pull e down, I kicked him over and over again but he wouldn't let go, he pulled out a knife from his back pocket and managed to pull me off the gate. I could see the anger in his eyes as he stood over me with a tear in his eye as he mumbled something but it was muffled. I knew what he said, he lunged at me with the knife, I grabbed his hands and tried to resist his strength, he was hard to push away and I could feel the knife about to penetrate my chest, It was such a sharp pain. But then I mustered the strength to push him away, turn the knife away and drive it into his chest, Wayne's eyes widened and he flopped to the side. I shot up and tried to find my breath as I stood over Wayne's corpse and said exactly what he mumbled to me before he tried to stab me "I'm sorry bro..." tears filled my eyes, I killed my best friend. I proceeded to climb over the fence and look back at what I just went through, after all of this one thing is for sure, escaping the devil's playground means that...playtime is over.