The Red Room

Awake

    I wake up in cold concrete room stained with dried blood smeared from a hand . I look over and see my mother. She was squirming in a metal chair with a cream colored gag covering her mouth. I try to scoot over to her but fall and hit my head and I can see fear in my mom's face as I feel soaked hair and a faint smell of iron. My head was bleeding. It was excruciating. My mom began to scream. A man in a dark suit walks in and stabs her in the leg with a needle and she slowly fades away. The man unties me and throws me over his shoulder and begins to walk. I was too weak to move. I could see the thick blood dripping from my head as I slowly drifted into a dream world of make believe where real problems mean nothing and happiness exists and I definitely never got on that stupid website.