I sit up with a start. I can't help myself from gulping down a few extra breaths of air as I try to recollect my thoughts and feelings.
That was the worst thing I had ever experienced, though a strange thought surfaces in my mind, who am I? I begin laughing, cackling even. I wipe a tear from my eye, of course i'm...
Who am I?
Immediately my mind blanks. I don't remember anything, only the dark void of stars that suffocated me, I don't know my name, my age, my identity.
I sit against the nearest wall, and as my feet sink into the moist carpet, I stay silent as the low buzzing of the lights pervade my surroundings.
After some time, I get up, I had calmed down a little, but I still didn't feel so alright, so I decided to look around to see where exactly I was. An expanse of yellow wallpaper and moist carpet, the ever-present sound of buzzing, the glaring fluorescent light, seemingly stretching into the distance. Never-ending.
So I move onwards. Onwards, onwards, onwards. But there is no end, there is no people, there is no life, but now, I have a vague feeling, that i'm not alone.
Despite my efforts, I find nothing new about the walls, carpet, ceiling, but I know there is something, I hear it. And as I turn the corner, my stomach drops as I freeze in fear.
A tall, sleek figure made of gooey darkness. I had now realised, I had heard it, and it sure as hell had heard me.
I ran. The air I had lacked in the sea of stars had come back to me, but it burned, each breath i took felt like my lungs were exploding, until I ran into a dead end.
I backed up into the corner and swiftly spun. As much as I tried to lower my heaving, I knew it was too late. As it turned the corner, I felt truly afraid. It stepped unsteadily toward me, the black goo dripping from its body, closer, closer, closer.
Then it pounced.