Oh Hey, Its You
"303..." What am I doing here? I remember going home after the bell rang. I looked around but there was no one in sight. I continued my search and took a right turn, walking along the corridor I passed by many classrooms. Even after walking that much I couldn't find an exit. As I try to remember where the staircase is located, the room number caught my attention, it was 303. I walked away from the room and searched in the opposite direction. I was getting tired from all that walking so I sat down on the floor, but when I looked up, I was in front of room 303 yet again.
I got up and nervously placed my right hand on the knob, when I turned the knob a loud click echoed when I slowly pushed the door, it creaked. A metallic smell rushed out of the room. I tried looking for the light switch but failed, I heard something flutter and then a sudden gush of wind came in forcing the door to shut. The room turned pitch black, in a panic I rushed to the door but no matter how much I turned the knob it won't budge.
I could hear my heart thumping loudly, cold sweat started to roll down my body, my hands were slightly shaking in fear. Before I totally break down, I looked for the window where the wind came from, waving my hand around while trying not to trip and fall. I was scared of what I might find but I had no other choice, I kept swinging my arms till I reached the wall. I felt around a bit and started to walk along the wall, I tried to listen to any sound so that I can locate where the wind came from. After some time, my hand hit something, I grasped it and with disappointment I sighed, I was in front of the door once again. I tried to reassure myself as I continued my search, I'm definitely getting out of here. After a couple of minutes have passed, I still somehow ended up in front of the door, there was no window? how cant that be, I was sure that I heard the wind. I was starting to panic, hot tears were forming on the corner of my eyes. A sudden clang dragged me out of my thoughts, it sounded like a piece of metal dropped on the floor. "Who's there?" I shouted as I looked around trying to find the source of the sound. "Hello, is anyone else in here?" I asked a second time, but still no response. "If anyone else is in here please answer me, please!" the tears gushed down my cheeks as I pleaded desperately. As time passed, my feet felt wobbly and I collapsed on the floor. With shaking hands, I hugged my knees and cried. "Please let me out of here" I begged under my breath.
After a while I heard something again, a piece of metal being dragged along the wall, its screeching was painful to the ears. "Blood is red", a voice suddenly said. "Hello, can you help me up? I can't feel my legs", I called out, but the voice didn't answer. "The body is blue" the screeching stopped, the lights suddenly went on. I couldn't see properly because of the sudden exposure to light. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the light. When I finally can see properly, I stared at the person in front, he was wearing a white shirt stained in red, a mask in the form of a clown and on his right hand, a knife with red liquid flowing down, "Blood?". He suddenly threw the knife on to the floor, which landed close to another person. A person? a body? lying down on the floor was a woman bathing in what seems to be her own blood. When I saw her face, the guy with the clown mask suddenly appeared on my left and whispered in my ear, "oh hey, it's you".
"Ahhhhhhh!!"