Dylan's P.O.V.
I run down the hallway, eager to get away. The splinters from the wood of the hallway floor dig into my bare feet. Making me wince as I run, but I don't stop. I know that if I stop, it'll eat me alive. I know that the screams that I have heard inside this place will haunt me forever. If not during my life, then during my dreams. I hear it's feet pounding after me, faster and faster. I refuse to call it by its natural name.
Saying it's name out loud will only make it stronger than it is now. I round a corner and trip over something. I scream as I fall to the floor. I hear growling coming above me, I turn around and stare into its red eyes. A whimper comes out of my throat. I lock my eyes with its red ones. I can't help but think," why us? why me? what did we do to deserve this kind of fate". It opens its mouth and lunges towards my face.
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Make It Out Alive
ParanormalThe wooden floorboards creak underneath my footsteps as I walk down the abandoned hallway, my flashlight swinging back and forth in front of me. The cold air from the hallway seeps through my already wet cold clothes, making me shiver. I'm almost at...
