Why do they keep me here?
I didn't do anything.
Stuck below ground in this God forsaken hell hole. There is no escape. All alone. You can almost feel the oxygen running out.
Why did they send me here?
They sent me here? I was tortured and scrutinized, I didn't have a choice. What would the point of a choice be?
Echoes all around...
Almost as if they are speaking to me. Never ending echoes. They are not even my own voice, they sound like a little girl. I look, but no one is around...
Are you mad?
Mad? Crazy? No! I am sane, I swear. Who is this?
Someone close...
How? No one is here!
Closer than you think...
But... but...
Shut up!
No... no...
How are you talking to me?
Me to you?
You to me...
I am in you...
It can't be true...
It is.
But, if it is true, how?
You will see...
When?
Later...
But why not now?
You are not ready
Ready?
You will see
But I am lonely...
YOU ARE READING
Stories
HorrorA collection of my short stories, updated throughout the years to come Enjoy Also remember to vote and comment, thanks :)
