Chapter 3-- The Dream
Unconsciously, I dreamt. I found myself in a strange, dark, old-looking room. The wood was rotting, and had completely fallen through in some spots, exposing a bare cement cellar, so I knew I was on the ground floor of wherever I was. I shuddered, the temperature must've been like 20 degrees in there! I sat up quickly, causing a wave of dizziness and nausea to was over me. I could feel? Sweet. I ignored it, stood up, and tiptoed as gently as possible out of the scary wooden room to find my family and friends.
As I walked through the splintering doorway, I was greeted by an enormous, not to mention empty, house, looking exactly like the room I had just come from but bigger. It was circular and wooden doors with hardly any space between them ran along the entire perimeter. The wooden floorboards protested loudly against my weight as I made my way to the middle of the room, toward the thing that held my attention.
It was an enormous, wooden (was everything wooden here?) spiral staircase, but that wasn't what was examining under close scrutiny. There was a trail leading up the stairs of something sticky, and metallic-smelling....
"Oh God it's blood!" I screeched at the top of my lungs. "Hello?! SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF THIS HELLHOLE!!"
I slid down to the floor, sobbing my eyes out, clutching my knees to my chest, burying my head down as far as I could, and clutching at my hair.
-Author's Note-
Hey guys!! Sorry about the late update, I was on vacation and then working on some other stories! Please read my other story Dead End! I also have a short story and some other work in progresses... But anyways, sorry! I made it long to make up for the wait. I should have the other one up in a day or two, I just need to finish a bit of it...
Thank you all for reading!

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