Prove Me Wrong (Rusame)

Nighttime Walks

Man been about a year since I've updated huh. Yadda yadda I had to, anyways welcoming 2023 with this little ditty.

America's POV

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Footsteps echoed off the dark walls that surrounded me, almost as loud as my own. The walls were hard, a chipped-away stone that tore at my exposed skin and clothes.

I would open my mouth to yell but no sound would come out.

Endless corridors, faintly lit by dying torches. The smoke filled some halls and I ran through them blindly. I can't see anything, I can't breathe. I need to breathe. I need help. Where am I?

"America," a voice barely even a whisper blew past my ear.

I froze in my tracks and looked around.

Yells and shouts came from behind me, my pursuer's footsteps shaking the ground. The walls trembled, and a few stones fell around me.

I continued to run.

"Ameeeerica" it sent chills down my spine. "This way."

A wall crumbled and a cavern was exposed. It was dark but a breeze came from it. Outside? It had to be, the air didn't smell musty or faintly like copper. It smelled of grass and pine.

Freedom.

"Hurry," The wind spoke.

I ran into the cavern without a second thought.

The ground gave way and the wind once a breeze became a roaring storm as it whistled past my ears. I tried to grab around me for something before I fell to the ground. If there even was one, around me as far as I could see was black.

The wind died down and it turned into barely understandable whispers.

I hadn't realized I was standing until I took a step forward. Solid ground. When did I land? How was I okay?

Two spotlights clicked on, the sound echoing around the pit I found myself in. They showed their light from the top down to me and I had to shield my eyes from the light. It blinded me for a moment, reflecting off the stone beneath me. I squinted my eyes to look around and there was still nothing but blackness everywhere.

A water-sloshing sound came from behind me and I spun around. A small light disappeared into the murky black water, leaving the only light the two spotlights above me. I looked down at my feet, or more accurately my knees. I stumbled back and realized the stone I had been standing on was actually dark water and it had soaked through my jeans and shoes.

The liquid was thicker than water I realized as I tried to walk around. And it was rising.

I scrambled towards where that light had been, desperate for something to latch on to. The spotlights followed me as I ran, so I wasn't even certain if was moving forward or not. The only confirmation I had was the water resistance that was starting to slow me down.

It was up to my thighs now.

I looked up at the light and I tried to call for help. As soon as I opened my mouth I started to cough. I clutched my stomach and started to throw up. Black liquid came from my mouth and it mixed into the rest that surrounded me.

I held my mouth closed with my hand and the feeling to throw up went away. But then my vision started to go black.

I blinked a few times and it started to slowly come back, liquid running down my cheeks.

I touched it with my fingertips and saw through blurry vision the liquid gathered on them.

I was crying the black liquid.