Room 93 (FIRST DRAFT)

Day 6

Alexia smiles at me carefully, trying not to remind me of what had happened yesterday. I know what has become of Jason but I'm not ready to openly admit it yet. Alexia and Eric have done all they can to make it easier but I know that this has effected them as much as me.

'Liz, you need to sleep. You haven't slept for almost 24 hours,' Maggie announces sternly. Maggie is one of the nicest people I have ever met (or at least I think so) but she cares about us too much, she is too kind. I don't tell her this I just nod and lay down on the floor. I don't think I am going to be able fall asleep but something catches ahold of me and I am sucked into a deep sleep.

***

'No!' I scream, 'Never!' My face goes red and crinkles up with tears. I never want to go to that room, ever. Eric told me what the darkness does in there and I never want to come face to face with it. It would tear me apart and kill me. It would kill us all!

'Just remember the rules and riddles, Elizabeth.' The cool clear voice cuts through me in the way that only that specific voice can. It sounds neither alive nor dead but somewhere in between, like something from your worst nightmare. 'The rules and the riddles.' The voice clambers up my spine chilling me,
'Leave me alone!' I can't help screaming aloud. Eric attempts to break free from his bound wrists but fails miserably. I want to tell him to stop straining but the words don't form. Samantha and the others have already gone so it is just me and him, not that it matters.

The darkness grasps ahold of me and pushes me to the floor so I can see the unconscious Samantha and Alexia. I already miss them so much, it feels as if they have already died. It is weird to think that if the woke right this second they'd have no clue who I was, my best friends wouldn't know me. I hate the darkness for doing it is doing to me. For what it is going to do to me shortly.

'Eric!' I shout as the darkness moves towards him. It twists round and screeches at me. A piercing hollow noise that reminds me of my dream in the hospital - before I awoke next to Eric and Samantha. I try to cover my ears but my arms are bound and useless. I feel my nerves awaken and I dread the next seconds. I feel myself slump forwards as the amnesia takes over. The last thought that whizzes through my mind is: Room 93.

***

I sit forward screaming, searching for my safety. I can still hear the deafening scream digging through me, burying me alive. I try to dig my way out of the insanity but it clings onto me like a leech.

Alexia grabs ahold of my shoulders and pulls me info her arms, rocking me back and forth the way you do to a child. Tears prick my eyes and stain my cheeks slipping down my face gracefully. I hold onto Alexia and squeeze her tightly, not wanting to be pulled back under like I had I felt just mere seconds ago.

'What happened?' Alexia asks gently,
'I had a dream.' I splutter, 'It was horrible. I dreamt about a creature that is made of darkness, it kept talking to me and it screamed. I remembered this thing too, these words, Room 93. Then I got amnesia and I could only remember those two words, Room 93.' I say, tears running freely down my face. I bury myself in Alexia's warmth that reminds me of Samantha - who is still unconscious.
'It's okay Liz, it was just a dream.' She pats my head and releases me. I look up at her and smile a fake smile,
'I know.' I wipe my eyes, 'It just felt real. How long was I asleep?'
'Nearly 24 hours, we were beginning to wonder if you'd ever wake up...' Alexia's words fade out as she turns to look at the commotion behind her.

The others are muttering to one another in worry. You can see fear carved into their faces as the talk to one another about the situation. I don't want to find out what is wrong but I follow Alexia anyway.
'What's wrongs?' Alexia calls out, gripping onto my hand as I weep.
'The food!' Darren shouts back, evidently distressed,
'It is gone!' Eric's voice cuts though the air silencing everyone.

We. Are. In. Trouble