Screams echoed threw the hallways. The lights went off, after that everything was dead silent. Blood dripped from the ceiling above, staining everything in it's path. My vision blurred, once again leaving me alone in the darkness. I struggled to see anything, but I could make out a figure about my height coming towards me. I felt a sharp pain in my side and everything faded into a dark nightmare blue.
I awoke in a cold room that smelled like mildew and rotten lettuce. I started to stand up, but realized that I was tied to a rusty chair. I let out a screen of help. Just as I finished, the same ghost like person drifted into the room. The second I blinked it was gone and I was back next to my brother's old mini van. I told myself that I must have been dreaming, but something seemed to similar to the earlier events. I felt the exhilarating pain in my side that was as if death its self had decided to claim me. I blotted the blood off of my side and hopped in the car. The magnificent morning sun was settling over the horizon. I started the car and drove away, not aware of the shadowy figure stalking me.
