Eye's shooting open. Heavy breathing and a panicked sense immediately taking over. Looking around to see yourself in an room with a single door that seemed to be built out of wood that was clearly rotting. The wallpaper practically torn to the shreds and thw flooring was covered in mold and seemed to be covered in a dark green with black, not to mention the wretched smell of sewerage water and death in the air. No sound was heard their your ears nor could you feel your limbs or seem to focus on them for that matter--as if your eye's decided to ignore their existence as they do with your nose so you could see clearly with no trouble in everyday life.Yet suddenly a warmth could be felt on your left as you looked over to see a small girl holding your hand. Where did she come from? How did you even end up here? Where was even "here"? You couldn't help but question as you studied the girl who clung onto your left hand with her small and delicate right one. The little girl reminded you of a flawless porcelain doll, her skin was pale and felt smooth to the touch just as it looked to you. You gently tightened your grip on her hand as gou continued to admire her, her eye's were colored an icy blue and her hear was a light blonde that was adorably styled into large girls that reached her small waist. She wore a beautiful white and baby blue dress that looked like an old victorian dress that was designed just for this child, a small bonnet was tied on her head as it tucked all her blonde hair in except for the large curls that hung out freely.
The same questions ran through your head once again. You hadn't noticed the little girl looking back at you as you stared at her, you both had a blank expression on your faces and neither of you had spoken a word. Although you had suddenly felt a strange urge or feeling to protect this small girl, the feeling was as strong as the same feeling you would have to protect a loved one from harm in extremely dangerous situation's. You returned your focus back to your surroundings, you looked at the door and slowly made your way to it as you heard echo's of footsteps on the concrete hard floor. You slowly pushed against the door instead of turning the handle as the door opened up, it was possibly already broken before you arrived. You were met with a pitch black dark hallway, you slowly made your way into the pitch black area with the small girl trailing behind you. You began walking down the hallway that seemed rather long but it gave you a chance to be met with your thoughts again, Where were you and who was this girl? You continued to say in your head, you ignored the fact she hadn't spoken a single word and held the constant blank expression. Not to mention the fact that you seemed to be hearing two footsteps, shouldn't you be hearing four? You looked down at your feet that you were finally able to notice and they were definitely moving, you stomped on the ground to make sure your feet were the one's making the sounds of the footsteps but no harsh sound of concrete colliding with your shoe's came.
You looked back at the girls and then at her feet that were shielded with white stockings and Mari-Jane shoe's and each time her feet collided with the ground a sound could be heard. Where were yours? You shook off the thought as you arrived at a door similar to the last, you tried pushing it but to no avail and instead turned the doorknob to reveal something quite unexpected on the other side. A slouching human like creature mindlessly stood there releasing gurgling and groaning sounds surrounded by other creatures like it. Their skin's were green and gray, some of their limbs and organ's were missing, and some slowly moved around limping in the large room. As you continued to look around the room you noticed the the same damaged flooring and wallpaper was all around the large room that had a rather high ceiling; 6 meters tall. The ceiling had plenty of pipe's going across it and disappeared into the wall--possibly to the next room. You then slowly entered the room with the small girl's small hand tightening around yours as she cautiously followed with the same blank expression. You slowly walked through trying not to make a single sound, you were barely half way through before your breathing began to pick up just as it did before when you first arrived in this strange place.
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Dream Journal.
Mystery / ThrillerThis is a book filled with scenario's that all add up together in sync. Like a