Chapter 3: The Room

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I got up. I was petrified. I looked around. The walls made of concrete just like the floor . No bed , no sink , nothing. just a room with a lamp in the corner. The door , made of metal. I knew if I tried to get out . Things would get worse. I looked at the tray that lied at my feet. Bread and glass cup of water.

"what?," I said.

Confused and with the worst hangover , I tried to use my phone . No service. The door to the bland room had a little window. Kind of like a school door. I peeked through the door to find a dark , narrow hallway with a flickering light at the very end. Where was I? Why was I here? What does this person want from me?

Suddenly, a person appeared at the end of the hall where the light was . At the same time, it wasn't the same person as before. It was weird because when the light flickered of they would move at least 3 steps closer. The closer it got, the better I could see. But what I saw was no person. It got so close. I was frozen. And then, it was at the door. Staring with its big , white eyes. Its wide , crooked smile. With it's skinny, bone looking body.

It was a horrific sight. Tears came. Running down my face. Then I threw up . I looked back at the door . It wasn't there. Was I dreaming? I began to get dizzy

Everything turned black . I had passed out .

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