I silde my feet across the the cracked cool floor creating a soft clicking noise. I know there's something behind me, i'm wearing socks. the clicks begin to sound like claws, stiking the bloodstained tiles over and over again. It's hot breath is on my neck, but i know that if i run it would simply gore me, so i continue to walk slowly forward, face frozen in terror. The blood on the walls and floor are my friends'. I should wake up, please, wake up but i can't. i'm frozen, i'm trapped. I have to finish whats been tramatizing me for years.
Deyfying the odds, i whip around to hit the dog, it's flesh torn and rotting away, badly stiched together over too much muscle. my fist connects with a brittle shoulderblade and i run, run for my dsposable life. Adreniline coursing through my veins, sharpening my senses. i fling open the door, a crudely spray-painted 'X' over the splintering wood. I run into the darkness.
All i hear is my own panting as i lean against the door. a light flickers on, a soft electronic hum fills my head. My eyes fall on a pool of blood in the corner, i look even though i know i shouldn't. i already know what lay near the ceiling. Sarah, my best friend hung, torn apart, barbed wires laced through her lmbs, contorting her lifeless body.
i wake up gasping, tears streaming down my face as i remember the day so clearly. 5 years ago today. I asked Sarah if she would stay my best friend forever ad never leave me. she promised.
that night she died in a car accident.
