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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