A figure ran through the dark, her breath clouding in front of her.
Her eyes were wide with fear and her lungs felt as though they were about
to burst in her chest. She just had to make it to the end. The tunnel
turned and she saw a dim light. Her hope renewed, she began to run more
quickly. She just had to get out, then she would be fine.
Closer, only a few more seconds now and she would be safe.
Her feet pounded on the tile ground, echoing through the long corridor. Just as she was twenty feet away from the end her foot met air, instead of the solid ground she was expecting, and her body lurched forward.
She fell through the air for what felt like minutes to her until her body collided with a cobblestone floor, knocking the wind from her and her head slammed onto the floor. She was vaguely aware of the light from the end of the tunnel seeping in through the hole she had fallen through before consciousness left her.
The first thing she was aware of was that the air seemed staler than it was before. She cracked an eye and felt her heart in her throat. She'd missed it and now the exit had changed, she would have to find it all over again. She got shakily to her feet and lifted a hand out to the complete blackness, searching for a wall.
Her hand bet the cold concrete and she began to feel her way along the wall. Speed would be lost, now she had to be stealthy.
Walking tenderly on the cobblestone, attempting to be as quiet as possible, she made her way forward. It seemed like hours had passed in this timeless black that had been her world for days now, and yet she knew it had only been a few minutes.
A noise caught her attention and she froze, her foot hovering over the ground. Her eyes widened and she held her breath, hand trembling against the wall. The noise came again. It sounded like someone pushing wet gravel across pavement, a sound that she knew only too well.
The hairs on the back of her neck rose. Was the noise coming from behind or in front of her? If she ran would she have a chance, or would it hear her?
The noise continued, moving away from her. Whether it was behind or in front, it was heading away from her. She took another step forward, moving ever so slowly, not making a noise. Her pupils were dilated, her eyes staring unseeingly forward, unable to adjust to a complete absence of light.
Another step forward, then another. Good, it had left. A smile crept onto her face. She would make it out, that man thought he was so clever, but she was smarter.
A small breeze brushed her hair backward. An exit? She could only hope. She took another step forward and the breeze blew her hair back again. Another step. She froze when the breeze hit her again, it was stronger this time, and was it just her, or did it seem warm? Her hair fluttered around her. It also seemed that the breeze had a pattern. The hairs on her arms stood on end and she felt was she now recognized as breath hit her face again.
The gravel noise reverberated around her as she shivered in fear. The girl turned on her heel and ran. Loud, thumping noises sounded behind her, getting closer, betraying the fact that the creature ran on four legs.
She had to get out. If she didn't she would never see her mother again, never see her family, never return to her school, never get her degree in nursing.
The thumps got closer. Before the girl could defend herself the creature descended upon her.
A scream echoed through the dark corridors, followed by a low, guttural cry of pleasure.
Closer, only a few more seconds now and she would be safe.
Her feet pounded on the tile ground, echoing through the long corridor. Just as she was twenty feet away from the end her foot met air, instead of the solid ground she was expecting, and her body lurched forward.
She fell through the air for what felt like minutes to her until her body collided with a cobblestone floor, knocking the wind from her and her head slammed onto the floor. She was vaguely aware of the light from the end of the tunnel seeping in through the hole she had fallen through before consciousness left her.
The first thing she was aware of was that the air seemed staler than it was before. She cracked an eye and felt her heart in her throat. She'd missed it and now the exit had changed, she would have to find it all over again. She got shakily to her feet and lifted a hand out to the complete blackness, searching for a wall.
Her hand bet the cold concrete and she began to feel her way along the wall. Speed would be lost, now she had to be stealthy.
Walking tenderly on the cobblestone, attempting to be as quiet as possible, she made her way forward. It seemed like hours had passed in this timeless black that had been her world for days now, and yet she knew it had only been a few minutes.
A noise caught her attention and she froze, her foot hovering over the ground. Her eyes widened and she held her breath, hand trembling against the wall. The noise came again. It sounded like someone pushing wet gravel across pavement, a sound that she knew only too well.
The hairs on the back of her neck rose. Was the noise coming from behind or in front of her? If she ran would she have a chance, or would it hear her?
The noise continued, moving away from her. Whether it was behind or in front, it was heading away from her. She took another step forward, moving ever so slowly, not making a noise. Her pupils were dilated, her eyes staring unseeingly forward, unable to adjust to a complete absence of light.
Another step forward, then another. Good, it had left. A smile crept onto her face. She would make it out, that man thought he was so clever, but she was smarter.
A small breeze brushed her hair backward. An exit? She could only hope. She took another step forward and the breeze blew her hair back again. Another step. She froze when the breeze hit her again, it was stronger this time, and was it just her, or did it seem warm? Her hair fluttered around her. It also seemed that the breeze had a pattern. The hairs on her arms stood on end and she felt was she now recognized as breath hit her face again.
The gravel noise reverberated around her as she shivered in fear. The girl turned on her heel and ran. Loud, thumping noises sounded behind her, getting closer, betraying the fact that the creature ran on four legs.
She had to get out. If she didn't she would never see her mother again, never see her family, never return to her school, never get her degree in nursing.
The thumps got closer. Before the girl could defend herself the creature descended upon her.
A scream echoed through the dark corridors, followed by a low, guttural cry of pleasure.