I was in a hospital. Alone.
I was assuming it was in the middle of the night because it was all dark in my room.
I stepped out of bed, and walked to the nearest door and opened it. It was the door to the corridor. And again, there was no one.
I started walking through the corridor.
I walked past other rooms. Again, no one.
This made me feel slightly uncomfortable.
Alone in a hospital.
At the end of the corridor was a door.
I tried to open it, but it was locked.
When I turned around I saw the empty corridor.
On the other end of the corridor was a light broken. It flickered. Through the windows I saw the full moon. It was just like a horror film.
I was scared, but something made walk to the other end of the corridor. Just to take a look.
There could be someone.
So I walked to the other end of the corridor.
Around the corner was another door.
And again I tried to open it. This time is wasn't locked. But when I opened it, I didn't see what I had expected to see.
On the other side of the door, wasn't another corridor or a hall. It was a warehouse.
It was cold and dark.
My feeling told me to walk in and when I stepped forward I heard the door closing behind me. Slowly I walked through the aisles of the warehouse.
While I walked I realised I was only wearing a oversized white shirt. And it was cold. I was freezing. My feet hurted and when I looked down they were all purple. I decided to sit down against one of the shelves.
It was so cold...
Slowly I had my body losing heat.
Everything became colder and colder.
I was going to lose this game.
Against mother nature.But then... I heard a sound.
It wasn't very loud. It sounded like footsteps, but bigger. Like a giant.
It sounded not too far away.
I heard it moving closer.
The sound of the giant footsteps had scared me awake. My heart was racing and I didn't know what to do.
I was holding my breath and I waited.
I could hear the footsteps loud enough to know they were near me. I looked around. Nothing.
It was like the giant was invisible.
I didn't see anything. Wich made it even more scary. Then it became silent.
The giant was no longer moving.
I looked around. First on my right side, where I didn't see anything but the long endless looking aisle. Then on my left side.And this was it.
The moment I knew it.
The moment I discovered it.
My power. The miracle.In front of me there was indeed a giant.
And the strange thing was, I could see him, but he couldn't see me. Because for some reason I was invisible. And this wasn't the only strange thing. This giant wasn't just a stranger. He was none other than Big Baby.
I don't know why he was here. The only thing I knew was despite the fact he couldn't see me, he did know I was in here somewhere.
It was hard for me to be completely quiet.
Because of the cold I couldn't hold my breath for too long, because otherwise I would die.
I waited and waited until Big Baby left to look somewhere else.
I pushed myself up and I tried walking again.
I had to find another door before Big Baby would find me again.
So I started walking. Slowly and painfull, because by now everything was hurting.I was lost.
It wasn't just an ordinary wearhouse.
It was huge. Endless aisles of empty shelves.
I couldn't find another door, not even straight walls. Only shelves. Because of the cold my energy was low. But if I stopped walking I would freeze to death, so I had no choice.
I kept walking, but I slower.
This endless journey through the wearhouse made me crazy. I was lost and my mind was tricking me. I couldn't remember if had I turned to the left or right.
I slowly started to panic.
And I tried to supress it, but that wasn't easy.
And I could supress it to some point, but the moment I heard the footsteps again I couldn't handle it anymore.
I started running, even though I was exhausted.
My lungs began to hurt. Running wasn't the best thing to do when it's cold and you're exhausted. But my feelings told me I had to run, because just standing like a zombie was no option. I ran. I turned to the left. And to the right. Again to the right and back to the left. I heard the footsteps coming closer again.I didn't know what to do.
I kept running. But I started feeling dizzy again.
And before I knew I was running so fast I couldn't see where I was running.
And so I tripped. And I fell.
I smacked on the ground, head first.
I passed out again.
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