It was so cold i could see my breath. The floor beneath me was cold, mossy and made of stone. I looked at my hands. One was normal, the other looked as if it had been sliced off. It was warm and bloody. I reached up with my good hand and felt my hair, when i withdrew my hand it was covered in mud. My face was hard, frozen solid. It was like china, but i didnt look like a porcelian doll. I was ugly. I stared at the wall closely and found that it was covered with millions of black spiders. Suddenly they jumped onto my face, their webs making it impossible to scream. I heard the creak of a door opening. I looked up, it was the doctor i had come to hate, i realised i was in a white cushioned room. Its time for your medicine, the doctor said grinning. I screamed.
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