N.GROUND ZERO

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Blood was gushing all over my hands as I tried to realize what just happened. My scalp was aching, I must have hit it. But the blood did not come from my head, I looked down at myself, feeling overwhelmed by the dizziness that took over me. "Fuck.." I muttered, my voice barely getting through my dry lips. My white shirt was stained with blood, I rolled up my sleeve, revealing the deep cut that was on my upper arm. I immediately felt the pain getting stronger, must have been psychological, but the pain did not stop me from getting up on my feet, I had to find something to stop the bleeding with, it was the only thing that was on my mind right now. 
I walked for about two minutes, pushing branches aside as I made my way through the trees before I saw a small old cabin and headed right inside it. The door was missing and there was no sign of any electronics, the light of the afternoon sun was the only thing that lit up the room, letting me navigate between the moldy furniture. 
Straight away, I stepped towards the small broken closet and pulled out an old cloth, looks like it used to be a scarf. I tied it firmly around my arm, using my teeth to strengthen the knot. 
"Done," I said out loud, and for the first time, I looked up and around me, only now realizing what's in front of me. 
The dryness in my lips now felt like the desert taking over my mouth, I tried to gulp but it was not possible. A cold shiver ran down my spine, and the sweat on my forehead now felt cold on my skin. 


I don't know where I am. 


My voice echoed in my head, leaving me with an empty feeling. Slowly I walked outside, my heartbeat accelerating. I looked around me with gentle head movements, as if I was afraid to make any sudden moves. My legs felt shaky and I stopped, now standing under the tall trees. 
"Hello?!" I cried out. 
Silence, not even birds. The only thing I could hear was the sound of my breath which started to get a little faster. 

I don't know where I am, I don't know why I'm here,  I don't know what happened, I don't know anything!! 

A soft groan of fear and confusion escaped my lips, many thoughts started to cross my mind in a fast pace, like a train was going through my head. Was I kidnapped? Am I about to get killed? Was I fighting someone? Maybe something bad happened and I can't remember it. 
But all I remembered was me sitting on my bed, reading my book. I couldn't remember anything past that moment, only being here somehow, bleeding. 
I wanted to cry, to scream, but I could not do anything. I was just standing there, speechless, empty, confused. This is just a bad dream, it has to be, I kept telling myself that but deep down I knew this was real, the feeling, the pain, it was just all there, hitting me with heavy force. 
I have to get out of here, I thought, gathering all of my courage to make the first step. My legs were still shaky but I wasn't going to let it stop me from saving myself. 

The sun was starting to settle, a bad sign. But as more as I walked the trees were less crowded and it made it easier for me to see. The leaves under my feet made it harder to walk, they were slippery and the angle of the ground did not help as I now struggled to climb up the small hill that was blocking my view. 
The sound of something familiar came to my ears and I stopped to listen, barely holding myself on the ground. I tilted my head to let the sound travel into my ear. Water, the very soothing sound of running water. Quickly I climbed the rest of the hill, reaching to the top, I stopped and looked at the river in front of me. 
I could now see clearly, the other side of the river had no trees, only big open fields as if the river was the border of the forest. 
I observed the fields in front of me, wheat fields, filling the scenery with shades of yellow. I moved my eyes across the view until something blinded me, a small light reflecting on something that looked like a box, further away. I narrowed my eyes, focusing on that light, it's a car! I can see a car! I smiled with relief, there must be someone out there and if not, I can get it to work. 
Quickly I slid down the small hill, now standing at the edge of the ground, above the river. The water was calm and not too deep, I could easily cross it. I took off my shoes and held them above the water as slowly I stepped in. "Oh my.." I said as the freezing cold water hit my skin, soaking my clothes up to my chest. Pushing myself through the water, I could feel the stream getting a bit stronger as I reached the middle but it wasn't too bad, I could still hold myself steady.
I reached the other side of the river and threw my shoes at the ground so I could climb out easily. My wet clothes made it harder to get out, pulling me downwards. I reached out to grab a boulder, the water hit it and made it wet and slippery. I groaned, impatient. I grabbed again onto the boulder but this time more firmly, putting my two times wall climbing experience into some good use. But as I was finally about to pull myself out, the stream became strong, out of nowhere, as if God decided to turn the switch, telling me I was not getting out of here.
The force of the water pushed me fast, I barely had time to react, to grab onto something. What the hell is happening to me?? Am I being punished?? I moaned out in fear, feeling helpless as the force of the water just kept getting stronger, making it impossible for me to stay above water, to breathe. The water kept shaking me, tossing me around like a puppet. I struggled to get out and just made it worse, hitting my back on a boulder, I gasped out in pain and swallowed water, quickly finding myself fading out. This is the end for me, I thought, the dark water filling my field of view, becoming black.
 I saw nothing, I felt nothing. 





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