As light consumes and darkness rises

Dark inside

The night a pitch black fog like night horrifying creatures lurking all around. The phrase 'out of sight out of mind' does not and should never apply here. the horrors of the night are closing in as I feel a hand like thing on my shoulder with a shred of hope still remaining, my mind tells me that maybe, just maybe, someone has rescued me but my thoughts are incorrect for this hand like thing on my shoulder is not human at all. With its long sharp nails and silky, scaly skin. I now feel its grip tightening around my shoulder as it suddenly starts to run at inhuman speeds all the while violently dragging me behind it. I see the darkness consuming me as my eyelids shut and again I am left alone to sink in the dark with no help in sight.

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Have you ever had a cold or the flue and wake up with absolutely no idea where you are, what time it is, or why you feel so shitty?

Well, that's how I woke up. In a cold, wet, dark place. My ears are ringing and my head feels like it's filled with air, weightless which only makes the word spin but when they stop I can hear a very faint female voice slowly whispering telling me to wake up and soon that slow small voice is shouting and screaming in a panic begging me to wake up. "Wake up... wake up..... PLEASE JUST WAKE UP!!" Finally, when I awoke it felt like someone had thrown ice water over me after torturing me by ripping my fresh off in very small portions at a time. As I try to stand my legs threaten to give out but I push myself up despite the pain. My eyes adjust to the dark but only enough to see a few inches in front of me not that there's much to see. Almost as though I was locked in an attic or basement, now I need to figure out how to get out of here. What do these people want from me and what was the thing that brought me here in the first place?

I realize that the structure I'm in seems much too big to be anything but an old warehouse or at least something larger than what I once thought it to be.

I start to walk hoping to find a wall and eventually a door. Still hearing a whisper of the small feminine voice that woke me not too long ago.

As I'm wondered around in the dark I am truly lost solely for the fact that all my senses seem off. With my arms stretched out in front of me, hands feeling for anything that could give me a clue to where I am, my eyes searching in the direction I hope is front, Not knowing what is up, down, right, left, time, space, day, or night. My mind is in an endless cycle of panic, I have never been one to fear the dark but in this instance, I am deathly afraid of what my hands might find in this thick abyss of endless dark space.

It seems like I've been walking for quite some time now, but in the same thought, my subconscious warns me against using the term 'Time' in a space which I am becoming more ensure it exists anymore.

But the thought passes as quickly as it came when my hands finally hit a rough texture brushing the sensors on my fingertips. Without fully thinking through my actions, I quickly grab for whatever I have just touched, it's a desperate motion as though I have gotten a drop of water after being deprived of such, my hand is now pressed flat against what feels like the red bricks that can be found holding up the walls of a school or courthouse. As I run my hand across the dried clay, my heart rate begins to put up as I continue to walk along the wall, with the emotion I can only describe as excited with the hope of getting out this cold dark space. My mind racing just as quick as my heart, coming up with a million different scenarios of what I could find and how I will deal with it once I do find something.

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Sorry for the shorter chapter but I felt like it was done so....

I hope you guys still like it!!