Outlast

Never ending

He thought he was safe, he really did, he filled himself with false hope as he limped through the corridors and drove through doors, panicking whenever he heard passing foot steps from a distance. He stayed close the walls, holding himself up. Echoing footsteps distracted him, they where much closer then the ones he had been hearing beforehand, these ones seemed as panicked as him as the person sounded as if they where sprinting through the Asylum and slamming against Windows. It had got Waylon quite exited as his delusional mind told him that their was someone who wanted to get out here as much as him so he dragged himself along the wall towards the loud foot steps. His panicked face morphed into something softer as a small smile spread across his face pushing himself away from the wall slightly pausing a minute to steady himself. He was still cautious knowing that it could have just been a frantic man trapped in the Asylum much like most of the people who had trapped him here. The room was blocked off to his luck and he could just peak inside where he caught a glimpse of a man who looked quite normal from the back, maybe a little under dressed but he couldn't talk, but all together he hadn't looked mangled like every one else had looked. He called out quietly moved further behind the door prepared to sprint at any second, the man's head whipped around so quick that it had scared Waylon causing him to jump back but he stood still waiting for the man to do anything else in those few moments. The man turned around showing off the set of scars scattering around his whole body. Waylon took a minute to watch him move the way his body was held, it wasn't natural he hadn't realised his mistake until the man had begun to speak "so the groom's little bride managed to get away huh" he recognised the voice all most instantly it was hard to forget, the voiced chasing him before he had ran into the groom, that defiantly didn't mean well. The man's eyes seemed trained on the door which he was pressed against, the footsteps began again this time in his direction the echo even worse now that he was closer. Waylon moved quickly guessing that the man already knew how close he was. He moved quickly tripping slightly a few times in his struggle stay stood up as he frantically trapped at the wall trying to find places to hang on to. Waylon kept most of his weight on the door until he came across a door that was thrown open once his weight was placed on it. Waylon crashed against the floor, quickly moving to stand back up and scurry backwards away from the doors and into the shadows where he guessed it had probably been difficult to see him. Moments later the man trailed past the door taking a moment to look into the small room then grunting as he walked past, His face twisted and angry. Waylon sat in the corner for a moment running his hands through his hair, ripping more than a few strands out as he sat attempting to breath as he used another hand to cluch his chest while he breathed in and out in a panic all while listening to the now quiet echoing of the man's bear feet thudding against the floor. He sat in the dark for much longer just trying to figure out why these people still obeyed someone who he had seen fly in the air and was completely helpless. Waylon was sure he had killed the psychotic groom when he had last seen him and he still believed with a great part of him that he had since he had seen him die.
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I decided to keep it going because my friends wanted more 030 is that okay or do people just want me to end it??