Alex Goes Walking On Eggshells.

                                                                                        CHAPTER 1.

 

As I'm running through the dark hallways of the abandoned building right outside of my town, Proggem, I think of what's going on, and how I could've gotten myself into all of this trouble.

I try to re-think of what happened earlier today. Nothing out of the ordinary, I don't think. School was fine. Nothing was different at home, either. I'm so lost in my thoughts, I run into a wall. I laugh at my"smart" thinking and feel for anymore walls. Instead I feel the rough fabric of a shirt, I'm guessing made out of some kind of straw.

"Hello?" I whisper.

I hear a grunt, but no actual reply. I pull my hand away. I begin digging through my backpack to try and find a flashlight, but instead, I find my phone. I gently tug it out of my bag, and thrust it in front of me. There's a woman, probably in her sixties, slouching against the wall. Her gray hair, what's left of it anyway, is in a low ponytail. She seems sad, or at least lonely.

 

"Leave this place," She says, in a groggly, but quiet voice. "It's not good here; bad things will happen."

 

I'm running out of time, so I just whisper that I can help her if she wants, and tell her that I'll be back tomorrow. I continue running through the building, trying to find an exit. After about a minute of running, it crosses me that I should have asked the woman about the exit. I see a small light in the distance. I slow down from running and begin walking towards it. The thought of escaping makes me happy, and I smile. Being trapped inside an abandoned building isn't fun. 

When I reach the light, I notice that It's only a crack in the wall. I hit the wall, and it crumbles a little. After about fifteen minutes of banging my fist against the wall, there's an opening big enough for some of me to get through. Since it's not big enough for all of me, I go back to hitting the wall.

 

 That doesn't work, so I find my flashlight in my backpack, and I hit the edge of the wall where it's crumbling, with the end of my flashlight. It works better, so I continue doing that. I finish making an opening and squeeze myself through. It's only five in the evening, but It's almost pitch black outside. Pulling my flashlight out of my backpack, I hear a small whimper of a child, maybe a young adult. I can't see their figure, but I can see a dumpster, half empty, and a giant fence. Probably big enough to see past a few buildings. Not wanting to have another situation like I had with the old lady, I keep my mouth shut, and carry on.

 

 Climbing on the fence, trying not to get caught on the sharp points, I stop at the top of the fence for a moment and try to suck in everything I've gotton myself into. Yesterday was when it all happened. After leaving my school, I saw an unusual animal that looked the like rare Polopher dog. It ran into the building and I was just  a minute away from. I figured Aunt Jenna wouldn't mind me bringing home pets. I mean, she's an animal scientist, she loves animals. So I followed it. What I found was not a dog. It was a beast. I tried running away, but I just got lost in the building.Then I found bodies. Lots of them, too. Fresh bodies. When I noticed the first one, I was scared half to death. A building full of dead bodies is revolting. Especially the smell. 

I've seen dead animals and dead bodies before, because my father was a mortician, and I had to go to his work for bring-your-child-to-work-day. I was only eight at the time. I had to of puked at least three times. But deep inside me, there's this lingering feeling that that lady was a sign