I had an idea but no clue where it will go, so if you have any suggestions, please review.


I was running. The boy was chasing me. I don't know why. I don't know who he is. But I have to get away. From him. From the thing. What was that thing…?

The whole building was metallic and future like. I hated how my feet pounded on the floor as my exhausted steps got heavier. My chest heaved for more air but I couldn't stop running.

I turned onto a corridor. A long corridor. There was a door. An open door. To a big open room.

And then I decided that was my destination.

"Come on, slow down!" The boy behind me shouted, panting and tired, but I couldn't slow down nor stop. That thing was coming to get me and if I stopped running he'd get me.

I heard another voice; further away, calling to the boy behind me. Telling him to slow down.

I pushed myself, eyes set on my final destination. I stopped when I got in the room.

No windows. No other doors. Nothing. Just metal floors, metal walls and a cold draft.

Then someone crashed into me; the first boy. He had dark skin, brown eyes and was currently lying on top of me from where he'd crashed.

The other boy ran in and looked at me and the boy on top of me with confused eyes.

Then the door slammed shut. Of it's own accord. Then some weak green lights flickered on. All 3 of us were breathing heavily. The first boy had got off me.

"What are we going to do?" He asked the second boy. The second boy tried to open the door buy it just rattled on it's hinges.

"I don't know." The second boy admitted. He had light skin, brown eyes and brown hair that swished over his eyes.

I picked myself up and dusted myself off. The second boy noticed me and rushed over.

"Are you okay?" I nodded. "My name's Luke and that's Clyde. Why wouldn't you stop running?" Luke inquired.

"Because it would have got me." I whispered.

"What?" Clyde asked.

I felt someone's fingers brush against my shoulder and turned suddenly.

"That." I whispered.