06-09-2014, 09:31 AM
Thump...thump...thump...
The rhythm of my heart beating in my chest. With each heartbeat, I blink. I don't know why, it just happens. I awaken, not in the back of the car but rather in a hospital bed. The white walls all around, actually soothe me for once. I must've slept all the way through the ride and remained so while they carried me into the building or whatever it is they did. My hand runs through my hair, revealing to me two things that feel like remnants of a time long ago: first being the fact that no strands of hair are coming off in my hand and second being the absence of insects crawling around. I don't know whether to be relieved by that, or even more frightened. I take a deep breath, in through the nose, out through the mouth. In through the nose, out through the mouth.
Thump...thump...thump...
The rhythm of footsteps stomping down the hall. I look around the room I awoke in only to find it empty. Devoid of staff, and really anything. Just myself, the bed, and four white walls that form a square of entrapment. The only other thing in the room is, of course, the door. Though, I'm guessing only bad things lay beyond that door. Then again, I don't think anything good is going to come out of staying here, in this deserted room. Where the hell am I? Yeah, it seems kinda weird that only now am I questioning that. I rub my eyes, feeling an uncanny sense of familiarity in the self imposed darkness. In response to that unexpected stimuli, I stop. Stop rubbing my eyes. Stop listening to the pounding footsteps outside the door. And even try to stop my heart from beating so loudly. All of this so I could enjoy my time on this hospital bed just that much more.
It was more comfortable than the one in the hotel, that much was certain.
So, I pulled the covers up over my head and pressed my hands against my eyes. Like a child hiding from the monsters in their closet; only difference is I'm 27 and know if whatever's outside came in here with intentions of killing me, this wouldn't help me in the slightest.
Thump...thump...thump...
Whatever it is, it's knocking on the door. Slow, forceful closed fist strikes on the other side equate to deep, bassy vibrations by the time they reach my ears. I swallow hard but keep extremely still. No sound = no reason for whatever it is to bother investigating, right? That's what I reasoned with myself at least. I even hold my breath. I figure slight discomfort and the possibility of losing consciousness if it ends up going that long are nothing compared to absolute, certain death if that thing hears anything suspicious. Whatever it is out there, it's safe to say that I want absolutely nothing to do with it. So, with hands wrapped up in the blankets and pushed against my ears, I wait and wait for it to lose interest.
Which seemed to take an eternity, as the creature continued pounding, wailing on the door just hoping to catch me slipping. Its moans and groans forcing me to press my hands closer to my ears.
"Jessie?"
Funny, that one didn't sound like a monster at all. That one sounded like-
Oh, Christ.
Thump...thump...
"Jessie, where are you?" Anna's voice sounds so much more desperate now than I've ever heard it. She sounds like she's in the room with me, though I've already seen how that can't be. Pulling the covers off my head, I don't see anything that would imply there's been any change in the room itself, only to the door. The door now looks scraped and dented, from my side which is a curious case seeing as though I never once touched it. My heart sinks into my stomach as I pull myself out of the bed. With both feet on the floor, I attempt to walk though all I can really manage is a limp. My left leg drags behind my right, as I foolhardily stumble over to the door.
The pounding on the door becomes louder as I come nearer, accompanied with a scratching on the wood- wait, the wood?
Nothing. Nevermind.
I reach out and pull open the door, feeling the pulsing vibration of the handle in my hand. With a gulp, I twist the handle and push it forward.
Nothing. No one.
There's nothing there.
In dumbfounded shock, I stand there. Heart racing to nowhere, I step out into the hall and look around wildly. Frantically. Looking for both the source of the pounding knocks and Anna. But, nothing. No one. There's nothing here. Nothing. No one. There's nothing here.
Nothing.
No one.
There's no one here.
I collapse. Fall to the ground, with my back against the wall. Tucking my head inbetween my knees, I begin to breathe quickly, shallowly, drawing in no oxygen.
"Nothing.
No one.
There's no one here.
Nothing.
No one.
There's no one here."
"Jessie?" says a shadow that I see now, at the very end of the hall. I almost smile, and snap out of my delusion. My breath slows down, and I burst out almost laughing.
"Jessie? Where are you?"
Oh god.
The shadow draws nearer, and nearer. Though no longer am I eagerly anticipating its arrival because now I know exactly who it is.
Oh, Jessie. There you are. I almost didn't see you there.
The rhythm of my heart beating in my chest. With each heartbeat, I blink. I don't know why, it just happens. I awaken, not in the back of the car but rather in a hospital bed. The white walls all around, actually soothe me for once. I must've slept all the way through the ride and remained so while they carried me into the building or whatever it is they did. My hand runs through my hair, revealing to me two things that feel like remnants of a time long ago: first being the fact that no strands of hair are coming off in my hand and second being the absence of insects crawling around. I don't know whether to be relieved by that, or even more frightened. I take a deep breath, in through the nose, out through the mouth. In through the nose, out through the mouth.
Thump...thump...thump...
The rhythm of footsteps stomping down the hall. I look around the room I awoke in only to find it empty. Devoid of staff, and really anything. Just myself, the bed, and four white walls that form a square of entrapment. The only other thing in the room is, of course, the door. Though, I'm guessing only bad things lay beyond that door. Then again, I don't think anything good is going to come out of staying here, in this deserted room. Where the hell am I? Yeah, it seems kinda weird that only now am I questioning that. I rub my eyes, feeling an uncanny sense of familiarity in the self imposed darkness. In response to that unexpected stimuli, I stop. Stop rubbing my eyes. Stop listening to the pounding footsteps outside the door. And even try to stop my heart from beating so loudly. All of this so I could enjoy my time on this hospital bed just that much more.
It was more comfortable than the one in the hotel, that much was certain.
So, I pulled the covers up over my head and pressed my hands against my eyes. Like a child hiding from the monsters in their closet; only difference is I'm 27 and know if whatever's outside came in here with intentions of killing me, this wouldn't help me in the slightest.
Thump...thump...thump...
Whatever it is, it's knocking on the door. Slow, forceful closed fist strikes on the other side equate to deep, bassy vibrations by the time they reach my ears. I swallow hard but keep extremely still. No sound = no reason for whatever it is to bother investigating, right? That's what I reasoned with myself at least. I even hold my breath. I figure slight discomfort and the possibility of losing consciousness if it ends up going that long are nothing compared to absolute, certain death if that thing hears anything suspicious. Whatever it is out there, it's safe to say that I want absolutely nothing to do with it. So, with hands wrapped up in the blankets and pushed against my ears, I wait and wait for it to lose interest.
Which seemed to take an eternity, as the creature continued pounding, wailing on the door just hoping to catch me slipping. Its moans and groans forcing me to press my hands closer to my ears.
"Jessie?"
Funny, that one didn't sound like a monster at all. That one sounded like-
Oh, Christ.
Thump...thump...
"Jessie, where are you?" Anna's voice sounds so much more desperate now than I've ever heard it. She sounds like she's in the room with me, though I've already seen how that can't be. Pulling the covers off my head, I don't see anything that would imply there's been any change in the room itself, only to the door. The door now looks scraped and dented, from my side which is a curious case seeing as though I never once touched it. My heart sinks into my stomach as I pull myself out of the bed. With both feet on the floor, I attempt to walk though all I can really manage is a limp. My left leg drags behind my right, as I foolhardily stumble over to the door.
The pounding on the door becomes louder as I come nearer, accompanied with a scratching on the wood- wait, the wood?
Nothing. Nevermind.
I reach out and pull open the door, feeling the pulsing vibration of the handle in my hand. With a gulp, I twist the handle and push it forward.
Nothing. No one.
There's nothing there.
In dumbfounded shock, I stand there. Heart racing to nowhere, I step out into the hall and look around wildly. Frantically. Looking for both the source of the pounding knocks and Anna. But, nothing. No one. There's nothing here. Nothing. No one. There's nothing here.
Nothing.
No one.
There's no one here.
I collapse. Fall to the ground, with my back against the wall. Tucking my head inbetween my knees, I begin to breathe quickly, shallowly, drawing in no oxygen.
"Nothing.
No one.
There's no one here.
Nothing.
No one.
There's no one here."
"Jessie?" says a shadow that I see now, at the very end of the hall. I almost smile, and snap out of my delusion. My breath slows down, and I burst out almost laughing.
"Jessie? Where are you?"
Oh god.
The shadow draws nearer, and nearer. Though no longer am I eagerly anticipating its arrival because now I know exactly who it is.
Oh, Jessie. There you are. I almost didn't see you there.