I'm coming for you.
The little voice rang in her ears as if it was speaking in her mind. She bolted down the first corridor of the labyrinth until she thought the voice was long gone behind her. She kept running though. She had to get out of there. Mazes usually have a start and a finish, so she just had to find the finish right? As she ran she started to follow only the left wall, and after a while of running that way, she switched to the right.
You can't get away.
How was that possible? She was the fastest runner on her track team, she obviously could've outrun the captor that was keeping her from escaping. The right wall wasn't working either.
I'll always be with you... always... The little voice sang in her head. All of a sudden she turned a corridor and a little girl came into view. She had long, black, tangled hair and she wore a tattered, asparagus green dress.
See.
A heartbeat later the little girl lunged at her, her black hair almost reaching out for her, and her grimy, soot covered hands outstretched, aiming for the moon pendant dangling around her neck.
And then she opened her eyes. Of course it was a nightmare, Allie always had that nightmare every night. But, something was different this time... It felt... real. But it couldn't have been, dreams and nightmares aren't real. They can't be.
After she got dressed she glanced at herself in her mirror. Her dirty blond hair was tangled and messy, and her blue-green eyes still looked wide from fear because of her nightmare, her tan skin was glossy from sweat, her white t-shirt and jeans were wrinkled, and her necklace still dangled from it's spot on her neck, she never took it off, even for bed. The chain was made to look like silver, and the pendant was shaped like a crescent moon, with deep, swirling purples and blues, and little silver flecks for what she thought was to look like stars.
She went to go brush her hair and teeth, still thinking about how real her dream had felt. Usually, when something feels real, it's real. But this definitely was the same nightmare she always had. It was weird. She continued thinking about it throughout the day, wondering how, and why that had happened.
The next night, as she prepared for another night of nightmares, she was terrified at the thought of the nightmare, as every other night had been, when she went to sleep, the same feeling overcame her again. But this time was different. She felt like she could control what she did, unlike any other nightmare, or dream she'd ever had. She walked down the corridor in the other direction than the way she usually went, mainly because the other times were dreams, this didn't feel like a dream.
As she walked she noticed how the walls and floors were polished on this side, like they weren't meant for her to see them, the floors were made of a dark, polished wood, and the walls were a light gray marble with large diamond shaped indents. There were black, soot stained marks on the floor as well, they almost looked like, feet? If they were feet, they were misshapen and grotesque. They looked recent though. But who else could be here, and why? Did someone else invade her dreams? Is it even possible to invade someone else's dreams? Or are these even dreams...? As she pondered on that question she found herself following the footsteps, which seemed to lead on and on, further into, or maybe even out of, the labyrinth she was stuck in.
She walked for a while, noticing the change in wall patterns as she went; marble, stone, dirt, marble, wood, mattress foam (For some reason, who knows), wallpaper, concrete, wool, stone, dirt, leather, plaster.
The footsteps seemed to lead on and on through the maze forever. But Allie felt as though she was getting closer to something, or someone. She felt the presence of something she's never seen before, and she didn't know what. She didn't like it, the erie feeling in the air. The sense of wrongness that came from everywhere at once. It was almost disturbing. But there was no way she was waking up now. She was too far in the labyrinth. Farther than she had ever been before.
