I think I'm going to be sick.
I need air. Real air. Fast.
I head back inside the building and run down the stairs as fast as I can. These people are crazy. I can't let them catch me. I get to the bottom of the stairwell and push open the door, only to be
disappointed with the chemical infested air.I start to jog around, in search of fresh air. Even though I'm outside, it feels like the walls are caving in. The ground is still here, but I feel as if it's been tugged from underneath my feet.
I run towards a nearby garden bed, before throwing up.
I know I have to get out of here. Thoughts of Pierre- Oliver taunt my mind, corrupting my vision.
I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, confusion clouding my thoughts. I helped a prisoner? I just don't get it; Pierre- Oliver- seemed so kind! How can someone so nice be a prisoner?
The world around me swirls around as I sit on the curb of the Hospital parking lot. I can't seem to think straight, but out of everything in my head, one thought is clear.
I need to see him.
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