A/N:
Hey darlins, here's my new story.
Hope you enjoy it.
Twilight belongs to Stephanie, etc.
I opened my bleary eyes, but immediately closed them again and let out a pained sigh at the pounding I felt in my head. What happened… Where am I? Why is it so damn dark?
And why the fuck am I all wet?
I was drawing a blank…couldn't remember what had happened before I fell asleep.
I sat up and did a quick pat down, taking small comfort in the fact that I was still dressed…by cold, damp fabric that clung to my body, but still, I was clothed. My relief at that was instantaneous, but was just as quickly being replaced by a growing anxiety in my chest; it was just so damn black in this room…if that's what I was even in. I apprehensively ran a hand through my hair, trying in vain to sooth the ache in my head, then struggled to stand, in hopes that I could feel along the walls to find a light switch.
My legs were a bit wobbly and my feet were tingly like they had fallen asleep, but I determinedly put one foot in front of the other and after a few steps, I gained my footing and decided that I must've been walking along cold tiles…or smooth pavement…or whatever.
My hand continued to cautiously skim along the wall…the cold, concrete wall.
How the hell did I get here? And what kind of place would have concrete for walls and pavement as flooring? A warehouse…basement? I felt dread creep into the pit of my stomach at that thought; the possibilities of my whereabouts did not offer me any semblance of comfort. At all.
I noticed a *drip drip drip* sound then…it was sort of lulling, in a way; constant. So somewhere, there was a leaky pipe? Awesome. So far, I know I'm in a cold, dark, wet place with paved walls, and it's drippy.
I sighed, exasperated…and a little scared.
Why couldn't I remember anything?
A whimper escaped my lips then as my bare foot stepped right on a jagged rock. I sucked in a sharp breath and bit on my lip to keep from verbally expressing my pain. It came out anyway. "Ow…" I whispered harshly, then leaned against the rough wall and took my foot in hand. I rubbed my thumb soothingly over the arch of my foot to relieve the pain, and then wondered why I couldn't just rub away the pain in my head, as well.
Oh well, I thought to myself as I placed my foot back down on the ground. One thing at a time…
I had to find a light switch. This 'feeling around for my surroundings' crap wasn't working. I had to see it.
Suddenly, there was a loud shuffling noise, followed by a silent hiss… yes, a hiss.
The hair on the back of my neck immediately stood up, my heart rate accelerated, and my throat tightened as panic quickly consumed my body. I pictured a snake…a huge monster snake with scary venomous teeth that lived in this damned cold, dark, wet place, and it was just my luck that I was somehow invading its territory, and now it was pissed, and holy shit I'm gonna die.
I sank back against wall while my eyes frantically flicked around the room, searching. "H-Hello…?" I called out, nervous…fucking terrified.
I gasped when I saw two red eyes glaring back at me in the darkness.
A/N:
So...whatchya think? I'm going through insane writers block and need to know if this is something you guys would even be interested in.
Peace.