I run, racing through the halls. There is no exit, WHY IS THERE NO EXIT?! I keep running, looking over my shoulder to see if they're following me, the ones with the white coats and dead flesh. Keep running, just keep running. I hear their footsteps, can smell their scents of dead fish and dirt. There closer, but I can't keep running. "Hi little girl" One says. "NO! Stay away!" I yell back screaming. This book will mostly be a sort of diary for me. Hope you like it!All Rights Reserved