Chapter 2

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A quick gasp escapes my mouth, I sigh and take a deep breath while closing my eyes. I turn back and focus on the room I am in, there are doors on my right and my left. I decide to go towards my left as I reach for the door I quickly realize there's no door-handle? Confused I turn to the door next to it and reach for the handle and open the door. The door makes a loud squeaking noise as I open it.
*cough*
I turn around swiftly to see a man holding something then suddenly

Darkness

I wake up on the cold hard floor, my head aches once again, I stand and realize I'm in a prison cell? The walls are painted white with the paint torn off, where am I? What happened? How did I get here?

I can't remember anything, except an old house in the forest?
My head aches as I try to remember.. I look to my right and see a mirror, there's a giant bruise on my forehead? I realize my sleeve is rolled up, I look down to see a cut someone sliced at my arm? There's no bed in this room,or any windows, only a giant gate in front of me.

"Hello?"
My throat itches as I speak making my voice come out as a whisper. I sigh, I wrap my hands around the gate, to find something anything to help me. I push on the gate and suddenly it opens? It's unlocked! But why? I walk out of the room, onto the cold stone floor, causing a patting sound after each step. I'm in a hallway,on the one side it's light and the other is too dark to see. I jog towards the lighter side and soon sprint, my legs begin to ache as I sprint but it doesn't matter. Each step I take makes a loud thudding noise, I keep sprinting until suddenly, I can't breath my throat closes up, I take deep breaths for a long period of time, my legs become numb and my Stomach does backflips and I feel like I'm going to throw up.

Then it all stops, I stand shaking..confused I continue to walk towards the lighter side and that's when I see a metal door with a glass window in it, I look outside and all I can see is forest, trees, grass and animals,the sun is out the brightness hurts my eyes, I look downwards and see a handle, I reach for the handle but it's locked. I punch at the glass window, it looks big enough for me to crawl out of?

Nothing happens, I punch at it again.. a slight crack forms , a piece of glass cuts my hand and a trickle of blood falls. I continue again and again until finally. The glass shatters, the sound of the shattering causes a loud echo through the hall.

Shatter

I quickly scramble to the open hole and crawl, the glass cuts my arms and torso but I couldn't care less. I sprint through the forest the soft grass feels good underneath my feet, I run so quickly and so far that I can't see or hear anything of that place..

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