Creative Writing

Wake up. About time. You’re still alive. Covered with sweat, pain, smell, bruises… …and the headache. But you’re still breathing. Barely. But… Still… Where are you? What happened? You remember now.
Where are they? Not around. Can’t be far, they left you unattended.

You just had to get yourself into this mess. I told you not to do it.
But you didn’t listen. Did you? Shut up.
Gotta get out.
You won’t. They will find you. Shut up. You can’t escape them. Shut up. They’re going to get you. Shut up! You have nowhere to run. Shut up! Shut up!

Get up. Start walking.
Stop. What’s that? A sound. Can you hear it? Footsteps. Quiet. Don’t move. Gone.
They’ll be back. They’ll notice. Shut up. They’ll hear you. Your heavy breath. Your limping footsteps. Shut up. What then? What now?
Left.
Door. Must lead outside. Careful. I wonder if… Opened! You’re actually gonna…
Shit!
I warned you.