The Unknown

PHASE THREE - CREATURE

HELP
Struggling for breath, I lay flat on the riddled cement floor of the abyss. The weight suddenly vanished from my back, I scramble to my feet and scan the room. Nobody was there, just the distant dripping sound of water coming from somewhere that was Unknown. I slowly walk towards the red door, glass crunching as the heel of my foot hits the floor.
FLASH
A white light blinds me, I strain trying to see what's around me... suddenly a tight grip is present around my wrist and I am taken against my will, dragged along a soaked floor.
BANG!
SILENCE
I wake up, my head is throbbing from the white light I encountered earlier. A man appears before me, well I wouldn't say a man but it was something. Placed upon the skinny bone of his nose where thin metal framed goggles, his hands covered within a stained glove. The long waistcoat that he was wearing made him look lanky and slim, making him seem a lot more horrifying and forbidding. it was soaked in the blood of the innocent.
DANGER, DANGER IS AHEAD
I let out a ear-piercing scream, kicking my feet in hopes of getting loose from this secured yet festering wooden chair.
TRAPPED

Coldness struck the room, my hairs raising on my arms as sharp as a dagger, focusing my once so innocent mind on my surroundings. Beige festering tiles were not so carefully placed on every wall in this haunting room. Mould seeped from the gaps between. Decapitated decaying bodies scattered with no care putrefy the room. I gagged at the smell of rotten flesh and focus my eyes on this insane creature. He smirked at me and walked over to his 'desk' picking up a needle the size of my arm.
"What are you doing with that?! HEY!" I shouted, demanding an explanation for this. "Why am I here?"

Nothing flowed from his lips, only a huge grin that revealed his cigarette stained teeth, shark-like. It creeps over to me and placed a kiss on my head. I flinch and pull away in disgust, I felt violated.

"Welcome to the unknown" he cackled, you could see behind his eyes the insane conscience he had, he was definitely not afraid to torture me, and keep my lifeless body as prisoner.
He didn't speak after that, he just stood in the corner and stared at me, with a huge grin on his face that touched his eyes.
SCRATCH SCRATCH
What was that? It was not a faint scratch, but a vicious one as though someone was desperate to escape.
SCRATCH
There it was again.
The doctor walked slowly towards the scratch, his steps echoing, the only sound the be heard for miles. He sketchily opened a metal latch, which almost looked like a safe embedded in the wall. I couldn't believe what I saw after this.

Two humans, who had been sewn together by their shoulders, their legs ripped from their struggling bodies, dragged themself across the floor, out from the hidden room. Their painful groans and moans taunted me,
'where the fuck am I?!'
DOCTOR
The doctor greeted the creature and placed a bowl in front of them, which had dry blood stains splattered on the side of them both. They were also hauntingly connected too. He placed what looked like a few pieces of rotting corpse in the bowls and smiled.
"Eat" he demanded. The creature was hesitant. They were still human, of course they wouldn't want to sink their teeth into decomposed flesh parts. The doctor flung his leg back and kicked one of them in the face.
"EAT YOUR FUCKING FOOD," he screamed, saliva spraying from his mouth ,
"I made it after all.."
EVERYTHING WENT BLURRY AFTER THAT
I Couldn't watch anymore, so my brain switched off. I just sit, restricted to this awful chair tears sliding down my cheeks. I was preparing myself for death.