Chapter: 10: doctor

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No wait!
I run after the man, tripping over limbs, guts, my bare feet are wet from blood. I leave a trail of footsteps.
Wait please!
I tear up, he could've helped me and I needed him now.
"W...wait...." I stutter.
I trip over a rope and fall face first down on the floor. I reach one more time but lose consciousness fastly.

"Another poor soul. Don't be afraid, you're doing His work. Whether you know it or not..." a man softly spoke. A bright lights shines in my face, a man appears. "Oh dear...god sent us an angel... the savior..." he wipes my hair out of my face.
"Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood, shall never lose its power... don't worry angel send by Him... you will help..." and with that sentence I lose my consciousness as he pushes a needle in my neck.

I wake up in a padded room, the lights are brightly on. I slowly get up and my eyes have to adjust to the light. But then I can see blood on the wall, upside down crosses are painted on. The door at the other side is open.
I'm still in that dress that is now filthy with blood, dirt and guts. Bare legs and feet, only my torso covered up slightly with one sleeve ripped. It's not helpful.

I tip toe to the door and stick my head out. It's the prison block. This is a scary part of the asylum. I didn't know where to go.
"Hmm... a woman...what do we take first"
"The liver and maybe a tongue... but the priest said not to..."
"Don't care what he means....maybe later when he's gone..."
Whispers from the twins made me shiver down my spine.
I take a little sprint down the stairs and try doors. Then I finally succeed and end up outside. The rain touches my bare soar skin. The night is cold and dark and I am all alone. Tears burn in my eyes but I had to stay strong, so that's what I'm doing. I carefully walk trough the high grass that hasn't been cut down for a while.

"Little pig"
Oh god...
I turn around and suddenly Chris walker stands 4 meter from me, coming at me with rapid speed. I quickly sprint away down into a staircase that leads back into the asylum. I hide under a bunch of junk.
"Whores...." he mumbles with a deep voice. He turns around and walks away. I crawl further into the asylum and get up when there's room.

My wet feet make small sounds as I walk around, then suddenly a hand grabs mine and yanks me back.
"Hey!.." he whispers, it's Miles. "I though you died..."
He smiles and actually seems happy to see me.
I shake my head and look down.
Miles face went from happy to frightened in a split second as he looks behind me. "Fuck..." he then starts running away while squeezing my hand, dragging me behind him. I follow him and look behind me. It's Chris again. I quickly catch up with Miles and keep holding his hand tightly.

He runs to a room and spots lockers, being who he is he opens it and pushes me in. Then he joins in himself. His heavy breathing stopped, we stand so close to each other. I look up at him and he down at me. He smiles at me and I smile back. This was something.
We both look trough the little openings to see if it's safe. Then I look at him again. "Ok blondie.... I think it's clear..." he whispers and slowly intertwines his hand in mine. "Let's go" He reaches for his camera and gets out. Dragging me along.

"Fucking..." the lights go out, it's pitch black all of the sudden. The night vision shines green lights on his serious face. I look around and am genuinely scared.
.... Evelyn... what are you doing...
..... you're so stupid... you should just grab a sharp object and stab him.... he's probably just like him...
Evelynnn....
The voices had started again. I panic slowly and tear up. Trying to ignore them.
What you did to Gluskin... can you forgive yourself?
It's all your fault.... you stupid bitch...
"I...."
"What?..." Miles stops moving.
I really didn't want to talk, I really didn't want to.
".....voi...voices..." I stutter and whisper while pointing at my head and tearing up.
"Jesus uh..." he clearly didn't know what to do.
"It's gonna be ok babe..."
Babe... how disgusting...
Shut up....
...he's just like the others...
I point at the hallway.
Continue...
...no don't but you wanna sent yourself  to die so you do you hun...
The right voices arguing with the wrong ones. It makes my head so busy, so tired.
He nods and now goes more gentle.

As the voices scream in my head we finally make it somewhere. The voices slowly calm down and we stop walking to see where to go.
We end up in a hospital like room. Some beds are surrounded by linen curtains. The blood around some other beds makes it more terrifying.
Miles just mumbles some curse words as he doesn't know what do to. But I do. I point at an open air vent.
There...
He looks at me with a sparkle in his eyes.
"You're a damn genius.." then he drags me along into the vent.  We get out and go our way, then suddenly two men start chasing us. I panic and run with miles,  he lifts me over a obstacle and follows after me.

"Who's down there? You're not one of them are you? Quick! Get in the dumb waiter if you want to live!
C'mon man, get in! I've seen what they're capable of!?" A man in a speak yells.
We jump into the little elevator shaft and go up.

"You made the right choice here, buddy"





Lame chapter, I know and I'm sorry but I had to get a chapter out tonight. I'm sorry if it's getting shit:/

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