I looked in a mirror in front of me to see who it was. It was an old lady staring at me but not noticing I was looking at her though the mirror. I went back to picking up knives and said "So, are you just going to stare at me all day or say something." She gasped, I turned around and looked at her while I flipped a knife in my hand, toying her with it. She gasped again and said "Are you lost? I can help you find your room." She turned around and started to walk towards the door. I threw a knife at her, just missing her head and making it dive into a cab nit. She turned and looked at it with fear as I smiled and said "I'm not a patient but I am looking for one. Can you help me with that?" I ran towards her and grabbed her by the arm and went out the kitchen doors into the main hallway. I put a knife on her throat so she couldn't escape and no one else would try to save her. I saw a desk in front of the main doors where there were people who, I assumed, worked there. They all noticed me and the old lady and gasped with horror. "Put your weapon down and let the nice lady go." I heard the voice from across the room and turned, it was the man from the hospital, the one who took my sister away from me.
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Black heart
HorrorThe story of one of my dreams I've had over and over, the same dream, adding on pieces ever time I have it.