Rebecca sprinted down a long dusty hall towards a bright blinking machine. Her legs could hardly carry her, they felt like jelly; she had been running day and night since she had gotten to the manner and quite frankly she was sick of it.
There had been a boy, a strange boy at that. His hair was dark brown and he wore a silver dog tag. Of what she could remember, his name was Billy, and he was very rude, he didn't mean to, you could tell, but Rebecca had no tolerance for rude people.
Her body came to a halting stop when she reached the large computer. There were tons of blinking lights flashing on and off, but she had her smart little eye on one in particular; it was large and green and read the word 'Open'. She slammed down on the button and began sprinting down back the way she came from, only this time, she slipped out her handgun since she didn't know what could be crawling, clawing, or slithering around the corner ahead.
He had been charming yes, let off an arrogance that could charm the skin off a snake, but something about him spelled trouble for her. It could have been the fact that he was an Ex-Convict, but it went deeper than that; something about him gave her a feeling of danger for herself, and only for herself. He started digging in her memory, his face, his body, his voice, all luring her towards her, like he was a vampire, and she was his pray, she knew she couldn't get away if she tried, as much as she wanted to forget him she couldn't; and when she finally put her out of her thoughts, he would pop behind a corner and 'charm' her all over again.
She got to the end of the hall and took a sudden right turn where the large metal door had been. One in the room she pulled her flashlight out and hit the emergency lock beside the door frame. The door closed fairly fast and soon she was surrounded by darkness.
She clicked on her flashlight and took a look around the room. Its contents contained a ton of boxes and a zombie, whose head had been blown off a while ago, leaving an awful stench in the small sized room.
After a while of flinging her pistol around the room making sure nothing was going to jump out of the shadows, she finally found a light switch which had been turned off when the emergency lock had been activated. She flicked on the light switch and found a safe place to sit. once he had caught her breath and relaxed her body for a while, she started feeling her body cramp up and she realized how badly her body needed to sleep; two days of nonstop running had finally caught up with her and soon she had fallen to her side against the wall she was sitting near, and fell slowly, but deeply into an uneasy sleep.