Trapped In An Unknown World

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl finds herself in a strange place.

Submitted: August 12, 2009

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  The tile's with a black, and purple pattern, flashed unusually. The walls moved as it was breathing. Furnitures moved silently. The light filled the hallway in darkly. Curiously, Jenny walked through the hallway. Strange, she thought. Why is everything different?

Before her, a staircase circled around her, as if it wanted Jenny to climb aboard. Smiling, Jenny hopped onto the staircase. The breathing walls seemed as if it was whispering something to the furnitures. Not caring, Jenny climbed up the stairs. As she walked, the stairs widened before, changing it's color from blood red to the blackest black. The walls breath in, and out. The furnitures hid, and ran. The tiles, flashed, and fell dark.

  "What is this world?" Jenny whispered to herself.

  The stairs seemed as if it never ended, but she kept on walking. Fear was creeping up to her spine. Her heart pumping, her breathing a little faster, and her mind filled with questions.

  How did I get here? Why am I here? Where am I? Is this normal? Is this fake? Am I imagining things?

  Despite her fear, she kept on walking until the walls stopped breathing. Looking around, everything became quiet. Too quiet. She gulped nervously. She kept on walking up the stairs. The stairs now was narrowing. Getting smaller, and smaller. The walls now closed in down at her. The air was now heavy. Jenny gasped for air, and screamed.

  She turned toward the direction where she entered the staircase, only to find a black wall blacking her way. The walls tightened, the air grew heavier, the stairs gotten smaller. Now, gasping for air, Jenny pounded on the black wall. The wall that blocked her way to freedom. The furnitures chuckled. She gasped, punched the wall, and gasped. The walls tighten on her again. She could just touch the ceiling without standing. The air was heavy as lead. The stairs getting worse, and worse.

 The black wall, didn't move or brake. Turning, Jenny found herself staring at a spider. A ten foot spider. It's long hairy legs wrapping it's web around the stairs. Fear overwhelmed her. The spider's eyes shoned as she neared Jenny.

  The walls tighten, the air grew heavier. Now suffoating, Jenny slid down to the floor. The spider's beautiful, and yet horrifying eyes eyed her.

  "You know, Jenny," the spider spoke. "If you want all of this to end, all you have to do is wake up."

  Everything became blurry. The walls, the floor, the furniture. Everything. Except the spider.

  "But, I'm afraid," it continued. "That this is no nightmare." It chuckled.

  Forgetting about the pain that filled her chest, Jenny looked up at the spider, and said, "Please kill me."

  The spider chuckled. "Why, of course dear. Of course."

And, Jenny was gone.


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