Part Six....
(Sam)
A tight rusty chain was tightened up around my right ankle, while the room continued to de-crease in size. Panic attacks seemed to be an occasional thing and I felt one starting.
I began to ferociously yank at my foot but it didn't help, it just caused the skin to scrape and bleed. Pain would be an understatement. Sweat began to drip down my face as though I was in a heavy downpour of rain. Then I began to hyperventilate, and my breathing became unsteady.
"the chain is rusty enough just to break off with something sharp", I mumbled to my self.
I played down trying to get myself longer so I could reach the sharp piece of metal that was somehow in the room, but awkwardly right in the middle of it.
As I moved to get closer I screamed in pain as the chain ripped at my fragile skin. I reached out my hand and only my finger tips managed to brush off it. Yet again I pulled my self and my foot, letting out a loud painful scream as I felt skin tare off. This pain was excruciating.
Finally I managed to pull the shard of metal towards me and into my hand. Slowly sitting up I winced in pain. I had totally forgot about the room getting smaller and now I take notice I realise I have no time left, well maybe about two minutes but that makes this a challenge.
"come on, come on, come on", I shout at my self while shaking the metal down on th rusty chain. The last thing I wanted to do was repeat the actions from Saw |||. The brown rusty metal then broke off leaving me free. But it was just about to late I dragged my self to the small sized door and slid through it, letting out small groans of pain. Quickly and suddenly I yanked my self through the door, just in time as the slammed shut on its self and I was left alone in complete darkness.
A small candle lit up at the other side of the room and I could see a glass of water and a plate of meat. I dragged myself towards the tray and didn't even think twice before gulping down the food. After demolishing it all I drifted of into the blackness of sleep. They must if put something in the food.
(Jennifer)
I quietly weeped in my allocated corner. Sam had fallen through the floor boards what felt like years ago but it was only a few hours, if that. No guessing one of us were next to fall into the same fate Sam did.... but the question was who was it going to be? I spoke to my self to soon because as I looked up the next victim fell through their fragile floorboards with a scream....
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Nightmares
Novela JuvenilNightmares are supposed to be forgotten. Put to the back of your mind and just forgotten. Somewhere is everyone's forgotten nightmares bottled up for one day. One day when you find them..... And have to live in something you have forgotten...