Chapter 4

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I didn't want to open the door. What lied behind the door scared me more than anything. It took me back to the past right where I didn't want to be. I was in hell. My breathing got heavier and I tensed up, I went to reach for the gleaming silver handle. But my hand was shaking then I came up with the courage to face my demons and open the door.
It inched open slowly I pushed it little by little. Behind the door was a pitch black room. I pulled the flash light out of my belt. I never liked the thing it was so huge and liked to flicker at the worst times. Turning it on I saw nothing.
" Hello is there anybody in here?" I said. There was still nothing.
"I just need to ask some questions, please come out. I'm trying to help you!" All I got back was an echo.
I walked in the door way. There was an endless hole, it seemed like. The floor turned to dirt, it was a tunnel. But then I reached the end of the tunnel. Nothing was there except a dirt wall. Why would someone build a tunnel in pitch black?
I turned around and walked back. I could barely see the light from the door, that's how far I was in the tunnel. Finally I got back into the room, it widened. I just wanted to get out of there. Everything was uncomfortable.
The door was right in front of me. I reached out to grab the silver knob again. Hopefully for the last time. But just then before I could grasp my freedom I felt a hand around my arm. As I turned around to look where the hand belong a brick struck the back of my head.
Later that night
White light was all I saw until I opened my eyes. I was in a very strange place. It looked like a surgery room. But the walls looked as if they had been pained with dirt and blood. The room smelled like urine and throw up. My neck was sore I must have been tied in this chair too long. I looked down and my shirt had been unbuttoned. Everything seemed unreal as if I were stuck in a nightmare.
A man came in, he was dressed in black and had a ski mask on. He sat across the room to where you couldn't see him very well. Than suddenly a bright light went on above me and everywhere else was dark.
"You are Jane King, am I right?" a voice lurked through the darkness.
"Yes, what do you want from me?" frantically I looked around the room for a movement.
"I've been watching you, everyday you stroll into work 10 minutes before 9 a.m."
"How do you know that?"
"You are so perfect my darling, you are always the cute little victim."
"Am I certainly not!"
"Oh yes dear. You are probably wondering if I'm going to kill you. But I'd rather see you try and find me."
"You are a sick pervert,"
"Well you can say whatever it won't hurt me one bit, but I do enjoy looked at you naked."
"You twisted son of a bitch, when I find out who you are I will kill you."
"I'd like to see you try, but you won't remeber most of this chit chat because you will only remember what I want you to. Time to go back to sleep." he said with a malevolent laugh.
I waited for the figure to pop out of some direction. The man spoke in a low voice, kind of raspy. I couldn't tell how tall he was or anything. Then I felt a needle in my neck. A warm sensation came over me and I was zoning in and out, in and out until finally I was unconscious.
Dreaming, I was in a forest. I was running but I didn't know why. The forest was endless no matter how much I ran. But I started seeing black figures and hearing a laugh. Someone was saying:
"You only see and hear what I want you to." I picked up the speed of running, but I was going nowhere. Then a man appeared from behind one of the trees. He recited everything the man had said to me. The man was old, in his late 60's. He also had big black wings like a raven. Suddenly the man came closer to me and whispered to me;
"Wake up Jane, please wake up."
His wings grew bigger and he flew away. Waking up the voice got louder and repeated. I looked around. It was Jim, he was shaking me and yelling wake up! Wake up Jane! My heart beat was in my ears. then I gasped a huge breath of air.
"What happened?" I said when I sat up and caught my breath.
"Jane you were dead."

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