AS LONG AS I WAKE UP TODAY

•the sixteenth•

I yanked the door back open and pressed my back against, after closing it forcefull.
I looked up and cried my eyes out soundless. The tears were slow-burning down my jaw. I pressed the back of my head so hard against the door that i had a headache. i fought against passing out. I pressed my fingers against my scalp and tried to breathe normally.

What do we need to do what do we need to do? What can we do? What can we do?
Most importantly what can we do without killing ourselves fist?
Run out?! Or fight back?! If we gonna run out we're dead retraining. And we can't fight back... i learned to make street art and how to set things on fire here. Not how to load a gun. Besides if we need to kill them i can't because of my blood phobia.
There is one thing we can do. Waiting until they kill us all.

"Lilia" a voice whispered. Not from here... from the inside of my skull.
I'm crazy there is no voice there! "Lilia!".
"What?!" I screamed all loud.

I became crazier the time that last. I saw things normally nobody see. Like i was crazy. I saw blood dripping down the ceiling. heard the deads again.
Everything was played over and over again in my head. I didn't feel well i knew that i ran out of storage from oxygen.

I didn't know or i passed out or not. For me, it felt like i closed my eyes for a second. But i could also be gone for an hour.
the body laying against the wall was gone. It was gone! Like someone removed it. I felt somebody grabbing my shoulder. I turned around. Then i felt something on my other shoulder. I turned to the other side.
A ghost-like figure blurred my vision.

Is this real? it can't be real!

I backed off hitting the wall with my back.
The bullet just hit the wall on the other side of the room...

"The sixteenth" i whispered to myself.