Ive been here 12 hours now, or at least that's how long I think ive been here. I'm cold, sore, tired, and hungry. And dint even get me started on how dehydrated I am. But me bitching and moaning about my problems wont solve them, so its best to keep my mouth shut.
The halls are dark with little light shining through windows. Of course you cant break the glass, that's too easy. They want you to put up a fight. Its cold, the air is damp as if someone drew a hot bath and the steam was trapped with no escape. The quiet can drive a man mad in mere hours no matter how strong they are. I fucking hate it, being here. But if its what I need to do to be "normal" again, I have to.
Ive only ran into three more spirit voice things. I killed them with my knife and the little strength I have left. There's no sign of myself anywhere, and I need to move quick.
As I walk down a hallway, one that seemed like I'd been through a thousand times in the few hours I've been here, I hear a voice in the distance. I started running as fast as I could and the voice got closer and closer. For some reason I recognized the voice, it was oddly farmiliar but I couldn't remember. That's when it hit me. I saw her face and matched the voice.
Evelynn.
"HELP ME! SOMEONE PLEASE! GOD- FUCK, JUST SOMEBODY HELP ME' AHHHHH!!!!" "Evelynn!" I say running twords her. The voices were attacking her and I knew I had to act fast or they would kill her. I swing the knife and strike the two things. I pause for a moment to make sure they're dead, and they are.
"Are you okay? Is it really you? Evelynn?" I ask helping her up. "Yes, its me. Richard contacted me and said he needed my help because you were sent here with no supplies." She explained. "I just cant believe its you. I never thought Id see you again, your beautiful face." she smiled at me.
Before I was in this godforsaken place the first time (when I was 16 or 17) Evelynn was the love of my life. My one and only. She was in the car with me when we crashed and I hit my head. I was in a coma for 6 months, but it seemed like I was trapped here for five years. When I woke up the voices started and I was sent to Creedmoor to rot for the rest of my miserable life. Never did I think that Id be able to see her angelic face again.
