INSANE

chapter one//

I awoke in a dark hallway, lying on a cold metal floor. I could hear my own heartbeat, but couldn't keep my thoughts straight. My mind was a whirlwind of questions and fears, I couldn't remember anything. I let out a shaky sob, trying to find the courage I could to stand up. I thankfully found support in a wall to my right, and began sliding up it. The wall was rough like plaster, and ice cold.

I could at least tell that I had no major injuries, which was reassuring. Although, I felt as if I've just awoken from a coma. I began pinching my skin, searching for an explanation to whether I was dreaming or not.

"Know your surroundings," I thought to myself. After glancing from left to right down the long hallway, all I could see was darkness. My irrational fears started to settle in. What could possibly be lurking in the void of the unknown?

The lack of my vision caused my other senses to be heightened. I was in a cold sweat. I knew I must be underground, the temperature was uncomfortably low for being inside a post-terrain building. I began to rub my thighs with my hands to create a friction of warmth.

More tears of anger came, my memory was returning. The throbbing sickness I felt in my stomach was becoming stronger. I am here because I've done something wrong. A war of contradiction went on in my head of "Why'd you do it," and, "You had to do it."

I wiped the tears off my cheeks when I heard the starting of a generator. Lights appeared, and startled me to such a point that I had carelessly let my head hit the wall I had been relying on. The lights were bright but I was grateful for them. I let my eyes adjust before studying my surroundings. It looked as though I was in a basement of a hospital. I didn't know exactly for sure, that's just how they seemed to look in the movies.

The back of my head was starting to pulse from me hitting it off the wall. I lightly touched the area of pain to feel a dampness and realize I was bleeding. I looked down at my fingertips to see them stained red, but before I could do anything else I heard footsteps and voices coming from down the hallway.

So there I stand rigid, in the middle of an foreign hallway with a bleeding head. My worst fears came true when I saw a group of five or six people in masks. On any other occasion I would've deemed the masks as "God-awful" but in this situation I was to the point of shitting myself.

Next thing I know I've turned on my toes and began in a full out sprint down the opposite side of the hall. I heard one of them, a young man by the sounds of it, yell "Trail her." The hallway suddenly seemed like it was miles long. I hadn't realized it was this large but I had kept studying to my left, where I was closer to the end of that side of the hall.

I passed two gurneys, pushing both of them back hoping to stall my assailants. From the sounds of it, they must've helped from the two different grunts I heard. I had never really been a runner, and it didn't help that I didn't know where I was going. My heartbeat was quickening and my vision was starting to blur whether it be from blood loss or tears. I decided to take a left at the end of the hall, to find another long passageway.

I had thought it was my eyes at first but when the lights began to shut back off one by one, I knew. I knew I was done for - I couldn't find my way out of here in the dark. I took another left to see pitch black. My pace slowed and the footsteps behind me were getting louder and louder.

There was one source of light from a window revealing the storm outside and the door in front of me. I slammed into the door and repetitively jiggled the handle praying it would open but it was locked. I took in the biggest gasp to try and prevent my panting from giving me away.

I turned away from the door, my back to it and my clammy hand covered my mouth. The silhouette came towards me through the dark. He could see me, no doubt about it. My attempt to stay quiet was irrelevant now, for I was caught. The assailant kept getting closer and I tried to make distance but I was already against the wall.

Face to face I stood with this man in this dark, dank place. He raised his hand causing me to cower away with a whimper. That released a deep chuckle of amusement from his throat. He slowly removed the mask from his face as I stood in a frozen state of fear.

What was under the mask was something I didn't expect to see. Big brown eyes staring me down. His eyes were raking over my body causing me to whimper even more. A chiseled jaw line that pulled his beautiful thin lips into an insidious smirk. His long arms let the mask fall to floor so they could entrap me to the wall. Forward he leaned to bring his lips right below the lobe of my ear.

My eyes shut tight as he breathed onto my neck, inviting a shiver to succumb my entire body. "Got you," he spoke. My reply was a shaky sob and my hands immediately pressed to his chest in attempts to shove him off me. To this plan, I received failure.

He gripped my forearms strongly with his calloused hands, forcing me back onto the wall. His thumbs rubbed my arms up and down, an action that's usually used for calming. There was no calming me down now, my cheeks were soaked with my tears. He pressed his body firmly to mine, enclosing the small distance that stood between us before.

He leaned down and began ghosting his lips on my neck. I was becoming more and more dizzy from the current events and my head wound. I was writhing in his hold, but I was simply too weak to escape. Goosebumps arose to the surface of my skin as his breathing regulated against my neck, "Please, don't. My head, it hurts, please - let me go." I sobbed to him. He came up from my neck and looked into my eyes again.

"There's no getting out of here." He coldly but calmly stated, as I looked down to choke out another sob.

"Where am I?" I weeped to him. His hand pulled my chin upwards in a, thankfully, gentle manner. Leveling our eyes, he whispered a scarring answer, with our lips just hairs apart, "You're in your worst nightmare, baby."

I broke piercing eye contact with him as I lost consciousness, causing him to have cradled me in his arms. My nightmare had just begun, and I was already going insane.