3 Ch.2

The hospital looked familiar to me, like I've been here before. As I scroll down on every memory I had, I rembered that I was taken here before, when I was 5. I saw scars on my arm, blood on my hands, and a knife covered in blood. As I walked down the hallway I saw a manbeing electrecuded, a woman screaming and fighting her way to freedom from the nurse who tried to inject a weird black and thick fluid inside her, and when we reached the end of the hallway, there was a room preserved for a patient called M.5X . When I finally snap back to the present, the ground is shacking. When I look outside a window, at to my shock I see that I'm at least 4.000 ft above the ground. I stared at rhe window for atleast 30 minuets, until I relize that something is watching me, silently and I feel like it's trying to attack me whenever it has a chance, but I can't see it.

Night falls, and things are just not right. When I opened a door at a hallway, I saw a woman that's tall and wears a veil, like she's dressed to a funeral. She didn't move so I assume she's just a statue. After a quick snooping around, I find a room that's warm and really comfortable, when I step in the door closed and dissapear. Inside the room there's a bed, a mirror, a table, a drawer, a closet, and a door that leads to a hallway. It seems that I'm in a house, it really seems familliar to me the I realize, that this is my grandparent's house. Suddenly, the air around me feels cold and something at tge end of the hallway catches my eyes, it's moving like somekind of liquid, but it's also floating in the air. When I touched it, it quickly went into my nostrils. And at an instant I fell like my heart is empty, like there's no more happiness and hope in the world, I feel sad and mad and fear at the same time.

When I finally decide to go to bed, I close the lights. But, I see a figure, standing at the foot of my bed, but when it's here I feel like everything I do is wrong. 'I should've never entered this house, I should've never got in to this mess if I didn't run.' I feel like I regret everything I do, while at the same time I repress the feeling of paranoia that's still here. I feel like something is watching me while at the same time I feel regret in every decision I made. I feel like I want to scream, but I know that I'm stronger than that. I know that I'm much more capabale of repressing my feelings until they're hidden, until I don't even know what I'm feeling anymore. Even if it means that I have to feel like I'm alone and nobody cares about me.