The Lock In

The Lock In

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Acción y Suspenso
I panted as I ran at the speed of light to find an exit. The woman in the black drench coat told me to run and never look back until I got home. I headed for the secret entrance I remembered walking into. As I ran, I grabbed my phone out of my back pocket to see what time it was. The clock said 10:23. I kept running through the mall trying to find my escape. I wish I never came to this stupid lock in, in the first place. If I hadn't, I might not be in this life or death situation that I'm in now. I was getting close to the back door, and I ran down the dark, barely lot hallway that had an aroma if smoke. I pulled my shirt over my mouth and nose as I sprinted to the rustic door. I swung it open and...
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She....I....... I was running through the thick branches, pushing the leaves out of my way with all my might. I had to get away. The wet, brown, ground made it easier for me to slip and let her red, chilling hands slip around my innocent, scarred body, not knowing where she would take me next. I was almost out of breath, but I had to keep running if I wanted to make it out of this forest alive. My red dress was getting torn to shreds, and my hands and feet had mud all over them. My long, bushy brown hair was getting hooked on every possible branch, making me push my hair in the back of my dress, just like I used to when I was forced to cook everyday for my loathsome 'parents'. Returning back to the real world, I had to stop otherwise I would black out. I took a few seconds to catch my breath silently, and to look around to see if she was there behind me. I was looking up at the tall, old tree when I heard a twig snap behind me. Just like in the horror films. I turned and ran in the same direction, not daring to look back and see her wretched face fixed on my body. I sprinted and sprinted, but slowed down when I saw I was heading to nowhere but a ragged cliff. The unknown would me known if I continued to run and jump. I stopped two metres away from the cliff and looked down to see a valley so far down. If I jump..... I die. If I let her take me..... the unfair horribleness awaits me. I had no choice. I jumped.

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