White walls surrounded, closing me in. Shadows danced across the white wall, staring down on my being. My breath hitches, tearing my eyes away from the deadly sight. Nervousness controlled my body, hands picking at my arms. A light tap on my hand pulled me away from reopening memories and to stop blood of regret flooding down my arm. Dull, sea blue eyes look into the mismatching ones. Lucas' hand gently took mine, but it was only in a comforting way. Heels clacked down the hallway, a skimpy looking assistant stepping out.
"John Kryoz?" She called, making Lucas turn his head to me. Quietly, I stepped up, heading over. I had to leave Lucas here, I don't want him knowing what the doctors will tell me, it could ruin everything. Lucas booked me in, I didn't want to be here at all. Slowly, I was lead down the hallway, entering a new, white room. Chills ran down my spine, pricking into my bones. An uneasy feeling clung to me, shudders tracing through my body.
Walls slowly closed in on me, breath hitching. Feeling so trapped, stuck, enclosed; it was terrifying. Eyes stared at me, stern and cold. The man loomed over my own body, glaring down to me. His unnerving glare lowered me down, my body automatically submitting to the glare. A sharp grin spread across his lips, a murderous glint appearing in his eye.
With a click, the door slammed shut, locking me inside with the maniac. Slowly, he strode around to his red,, leather chair, plopping down to it. Leaning over, he clasped his hands together, resting them onto the desk. "So, lets start" He grinned.
Slowly, I walked back to Lucas, pale in the face. Never would I forget everything that man said to me. Shuddering, I turned the corner to be engulfed into a hug. "How'd it go!" His mismatched eyes gleamed up to me. "It helped.." I lied, remembering his face and everything that horrifying man said and did. A frown adorned his features "Don't lie to me John." He spoke with a soft yet stern voice, frowning up to me. Sighing, I glanced away from him, not wanting to tell him about the talk with the horrific man.
"I never want to be here again..." I mumbled quietly to Lucas, hearing him give me a sigh. "Cmon then, we best be going home..."
(i'm sorry that its not much, I've been going through a lot lately but I really wanted something up for you all, you are all really supportive, I'm sorry its hardly anything
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