Mirrored

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
I made this in the writing time my teacher gives up before class to warn up. I only had 10 mins to work on it so just know that.

Submitted: March 21, 2017

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Submitted: March 21, 2017

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She awoke to beeping echoing in her skull, pouring out into the empty halls of what she could only comprehend to be a run down hospital. Empty, white, bland, lonely, she could almost hear the shrieks if the souls that once lay behind the deteriorating walls. Her vision was blurry, spinning around like a carousel. The barren room held the bed she sat on, a table full of scalpels, knives, things out of a child's nightmare, and a strange figure, clouded by black smoke, huddled in the corner shivering just as afraid as she was. The beeping was still there, her head was still spinning, she sat waiting for something to happen, she wouldn't move from the hospital bed with wheels that shrieked if she moved to much while shivering. Staring at the being in the corner engulfed by a black mist shivering just as much as her, staring right back into her head, sipping away her thoughts with every emotionless blink. All the could think about was the thought of leaving the place that made her feel worse and worse, by every second, every blink, every beep. “move” she thought to herself, after what felt like a lifetime of contemplating to move and risk it or stay and have her thoughts consumed more by the black mist that was now to near to her she got up, first her arm, then her leg, than her other leg, the other being did the same. Every step, every move, every breath, everything the monster did the same, the beeping got louder and louder in her head until she couldn't take it anymore. She picked up a knife from the operators table and approached the thing. One step, one step, one blink, one blink, one beep, one beep. No more beeps echoed through the halls, no more mist talking her thoughts, no more beings, just walls yellowed from water damage and broken windows, and bloodstained knives. Now the monsters were gone.


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