Shomakers plain

~We're all insane~

I was just a kid. I remember this... place. It was very tiny, inclosed. Surrounded by dark walls and no windows, barely any room to move in and no oxygen to breathe. I was drugged. Given a shot.

I couldn't do anything. I was paralyzed for hours, it was so scary... I was too young to know what I had to do and I just laid there. Unable to think, unable to move, unable to analyze what was happening to me at that point.

In this room, I saw nothing but darkness. It was so quiet... I was being tested on... Parts of me were removed and at that point and time. I knew nobody was looking for me anymore. I was a goner. Tears were falling down my face as I lay there being tested, blood everywhere, I was so scared...

Finally, after several hours, I was done being tested on and let go running all the way back home. Even to this day, I haven't told anyone about what happened to me, all my stitches... I was too scared thinking he would come back but I still haven't let it go yet because, that scarred me for life and I was sure I was never going to be able to let go. I was driven away from home, put through torture, something a 13-year-old kid should never have gone through.

But from that day forward I promised myself that I would find every last murder mystery, every last kidnapping mystery and every case given to me by hand. Even if it's a thousand years old.

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Looking back down the corridor, I see nothing but the same path I walked down. I can hear shackles moving, metal clanging against other metals. I'm confused about what I'm supposed to think about all of this. 

I walk back down the corridor and finally when I get to the stairs, I hear running. Someone is here! I quickly run down the stairs and look left down the hallway and right down the hallway.

~Fuck there... HEY! STOP!~

I start running after the unknown figure. It's hard to catch up, the cold wet floor makes it really hard to get any grip, all the pebbles, and big rocks that catch my feet and almost make me fall down.

~HEY!! STOP... STOP RUNNING IM ONLY TRYING TO TALK!~ I scream to the figure.

"God fucking damn he's quick"

He turns the corner around the hallways wing, he's out of sight for me. I turn the same corner almost tripping and slamming my head into the metal railings. I look up and see nothing, I don't hear runnings anymore. I don't see a figure running, I've stopped hearing the metal clangs. It's just like when I entered the building. Pitch quietness. 

I stand up, trying to catch a breath, looking down the hallway there's really nowhere he could have gone. I walk down the hallway to the end. It's just an exit door. I twist the handle but the door won't open. I see the lock and turn it, letting the door open. He couldn't have locked it from the outside so there's really nowhere for him to go from here unless he had some sort of key but I didn't hear a door opening or a closing. And no light from the outside shined in.

~Okay fucking hell. I'm getting out of this damn place, I'll come back tomorrow morning.

I walk back the hallway, and out of the main door. I walk back to my car and get in, turn the key and drive away. I'm in shock but I'm not scared in any way at all. This kind of shit doesn't scare me at all. Yeah, it's a little bit terrifying but I'm not scared at all. I just don't understand what I saw is actually human or not. But I'm not looking back, just like I said. I'll come back here tomorrow.

There's something alive in there and I'm finding out what it is.