I'm disclaiming that none of the events in the story are real but they're fake this's events made up to create an engaging story for the reader, None of the photos seen in this story are real and they are created with fake apps that mimic real thing...
We were running through this train station decorated with a beautiful gold color with a brick pattern lying across the floor, the white walls with the yellow lights reflecting off of Trinity to Ambiance that was quite menacing, the red accent rails justified in any way. she was alone in an abandoned railroad that was Underground her friends had run off somewhere she was last half scared to death. Spinning round and round trying to get a clear view and understanding of her surroundings a drab wardrobe quickly turned into a white flowing knee length gown that definitely complemented the silver
Slippers she was wearing, when she finally noticed her dramatic wardrobe change everything seemed unreal, what she even real.she looked away for one second and then turn back to the stairway when she heard fake like footsteps coming closer and closer, there was this man maybe at least 5 ft tall he walked like a crab side to side shuffling his shoes like bricks, his clothes torn dirty and tattered, Its face was what confused her most of all Plague mask weather circular top hat. I had what looks like a keyboard strapped to his waist with two tiny orange men bouncing up and down from it .
She stood there not knowing what to do and fused and scared the man slowly crept over to the nearest pillar and started making squeaking sounds, squeaking sound grew louder and louder and then she finally noticed the orange things started to grow as a slightly bounce up and down going bigger bigger bigger and bigger. when they finally stopped growing they were almost six feet tall their faces a deranged looking smile and eyes, and that moment she knew she was in trouble and started running learning how to run in heels with something that she had to do every time she basically performed in a show so it was no difficulty when it came to running in them. good things were very slow-moving but she knew if she let down her guard for one second Anything Could Happen.
running and running deeper into the abandoned train stations she starts to notice a pattern: it's just open space with maybe one or two trash cans every few feet apart from each other, the yellow brick of the floor slowly turning into a mix of yellow, black, and red. she felt like the walls were closing in like things were getting closer, the room spinning or was it her spinning, she spun around and around trying to find a new way to go instead of going in the same direction which seems to lead her nowhere.
When she finally stopped spinning she noticed the pillars starting to break away from the ceiling and floor.
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As they broke away tiles that lined them started cracking and breaking off dropping onto the floor, The sound echoing through the long halls there was no one around to help her, only the pillars closing in in the small glances that she found of the orange bouncy things coming towards her. you finally hit her. They were trying to catch her. She didn't know why or what for but she knew whatever was coming next wasn't going to be good. There was no way out, yelling out for help with no response. She finally gave up and crumpled into a ball on the floor as the pillows. Closer Closer enclosure finally surrounds her completely trapping her.
Everything went silent and dark, her eyes clenched shut, feelings of fear and despair fell over her and then quickly faded away almost as if everything started to fade away. There was no use in trying to fight it; she gave in in the darkness and turned to light. When she finally opened her eyes she found when she was back home in bed, She shot up confused and in a daze. One moment she was on an abandoned train station and then the next she was home. She gets out of the bed and stands up and notices her legs are numb. She collapses onto the floor. It starts to take in her surroundings and regain her senses. Someone finally came rushing into the run and helped her to our feet. She got a glimpse of their face but not enough to identify them.
When she finally got a clear look at their face everything started to come back to her. She had been sick for some time and it was having intense fevers and hallucinations, whatever that dream must have been a fever dream, or was it real. The person slowly turned into the orange thing as it pulled her into a hu, panicked and welled up prompting her to fail, kick, and punch trying to get free it was no use. They had gotten her, the room slowly faded away taking her back into the abandoned train station, the pillars now surrounding her as the orange thing hugged her and the other behind her.
