English isn't my first language so I hope you don't mind all the mistakes I make.

I wake up. It's cold and so dark that I can see nothing. Where am I? And why am I here?

I try to move and to my surprise I'm able to move my legs and get up. I still can't see anything even though my eyes seem to have adjusted a bit. I don't feel hurt or injured but I still can't understand where I am and who has brought me here.

I start walking slowly forwards with my hands guiding my way in the darkness and soon I reach a wall. The wall feels like ice but I keep my hands tightly against it because I'm afraid the wall might disappear and I might get lost in the dark if I let my hands off the wall for only a second.

I continue walking, hands firmly on the wall, around the room I'm trapped in. After a time, which felt like hours, my hands touch a switch. I rapidly turn the switch and bright lights turn on. I have to close my eyes and wait for them to adjust before I can open them again. I stare at the old bathroom, which I'm locked in and then I look down at the floor and start screaming.

Right next to my feet there is a foot. But the most horrible fact is that the foot isn't attached to a human being. It's not attached to anything at all but I'm sure it is a human's foot. I try to calm myself down by looking somewhere else besides the foot and I quickly notice that I'm not the only person in the room. There is a man lying on the floor and another man in the corner of the room. They both look dead but I can't be sure. I also see a big pool of blood in the centre of the room, but I can't understand where it has come from.

"Can you hear me?" I try to ask the two men but neither of them answers. I walk next to the one on the floor and immediately see that he's dead. He's whole face has being smashed and there's no way he could be able to breathe anymore. I look away from him hoping I'm not going to throw up. Then I walk to the man in the corner. He doesn't look as dead as the other man but his shoulder has bled a lot. It looks like somebody has shot him. "Poor guy." I murmur and take gently his hand to mine. I try to find a pulse from his wrist but at first I can't feel anything. I'm almost ready to give up but then I feel a small movement. After waiting for a while I'm sure that he has a pulse. It's really weak and powerless but it's there. "Can you hear me?" I ask again. "Are you okay?" I get no answer but I see a small movement in the face of this weak man. He's starting to wake up. I sit next to him and talk to him reassuringly. "You can do it. I'm sure you can wake up."

After a while I can see him slowly opening his eyes.

Thanks for reading and please review! If you want to read more just say so and I'll publish the second chapter. :)