When you closed the door I knew what I had to do. Forgetting about my healing cuts, I ran to the closest pulling out the first pair of clothes I could find. I quickly pulled up the blue skinny jeans and slipped the black sweatshirt over my head.
Why am I doing this again? I don't even remember who he is!
What if this happened again?
I didn't care about any of the other thoughts except the last one. The thought lingered within my head as I ran through the hospital trying to find an exits. Running up and down stairs I found an exit in the mental part of the hospital. I stopped running and listened for any other sound besides my heavy breathing.
Nothing. All I heard was the sound of silence bouncing off the walls. I opened up one of the hospital rooms and looked in. Nothing. I go and look in other rooms. I opened the doors and saw nothing but dead bodies of the people who lived inside each room.
Suddenly I heard footsteps walking closer to me. I froze as I saw your face again. I dove into one of the rooms and crawled into a place where I didn't think you saw me...
