Next thing I knew I heard something snap and felt the elevator plummeting in a downward direction. There was loud screeching as I felt my body start to rise in the opposite direction that the elevator was going. I figured that the only way the elevator would stop is once we hit a dead and at that point I'd be dead to. There was always an escape at the top of the elevator or if not then I would have to make my own. Using the force crushing me against the ceiling I pushed out one of the panels. I guessed that there was only a few floors left before I would be a mashed potato. I hurriedly made my way to the top of the elevator crouching as I tried crawling to balance myself. It was dark except for a few tiny light strips along the edges of the walls. The fast motion of the falling elevator made everything look blurry. I saw as a couple of floors passed me in a blur. A few seconds left. Its now or never. I jumped in attempt to reach for something to hold on.
"YES! GOT IT!" I shouted as I managed to grab onto a tiny ledge. It hurt really bad as I tried holding onto the ledge. I struggled to pick myself up and I panicked because I had no where to step to prop myself upward. It was so hard to hold on that I felt my arms giving out. Too weak to pull myself I took a glance downward and I saw nothing but darkness below me. With that I heard a loud crash which I imagine to be the elevator.
"HELP! ANYONE! BLAINE?"
It was useless to cry for help. Knowing that I had been far away from wherever I was earlier. Fighting so hard to hang on and I began to sweat. That was bad because my hands started sweating as well and I began to feel myself slipping. NO! I felt so helpless that I felt my adrenaline start to kick in. I managed to draw up enough strength that I was able to lift up my own weight. Thank goodness I…Somehow I lost my grip and ended up slipping. I had no more energy left to try to hold on again. I felt myself as I fell backwards into the black pit below me. I closed my eyes because I didn't want the blur of falling to be the last thing I saw. Then last thing I remembered is everything managed to go darker.
The next thing I knew I woke up with a bad headache. Ouch! The back of my head was throbbing rapidly.
"Now would've been a perfect time for medicine." I sighed. Sitting straight up I looked all around me. "You mean to tell me all that struggling when I was just a floor away from the ground?" I had landed on top of the now broken elevator. Oddly enough I wasn't expecting a door to be this far below. I had to have already been underground at this rate. I used one of the broken elevator pieces to force in-between the elevator door in order to separate it. I stepped out and began to look around. A pain shot up through my leg I hadn't notice but my leg was bleeding a lot. I can to a conclusion that my leg had been broking from the fall. Immediately I took off my top shirt and wrapped it tightly around the gash of my leg. Good thing I always wear a tank top underneath. Limping my way was hard as I fought back tears from the unbearable pain. It was still very dark outside and a couple of street looking lamps lit up what looked like to be a deserted street. I walked a few miles until I saw a large gate that had a broken sign that said Beware beyond this point. So somehow I was back outside but I didn't know where, since I haven't ever visited this area before. In the distance I saw hope, there were a couple of large looking houses. As I got closer to the houses I notice that there was a major distance between them, something I hadn't noticed before. I quickly headed for the nearest house which also looked to be the biggest. It looked very dangerous but yet very warm and comforting at the same time. What was that? I saw something quick and fast moving beyond the bushes. There was some rattling as I saw a large pair of colored eyes looking directly at me. There was a menacing growl that was coming from the same direction. Something told me that whatever this thing was wasn't friendly at all. Carefully, I limped in the direction of the house hoping that someone would be home to answer. I finally had made it to the porch and rang the doorbell. The thing that was back there kept growling and snarling. It was getting closer and closer and nobody was answering the door. I started beating at the door and with just my luck it opened. As I stepped in I slammed the door behind me. The growling seemed to stopped but I didn't want to peak out the window who knows what I would see? Maybe a pair of eyes looking directly at me with the only thing keeping us at a distance would be the glass? No thank you!
"Hello? Anybody home?" There was no answer. Many lights were on but there was no answer. This place had a particular smell and it seemed quite familiar but I couldn't piece it together at the moment. I made myself at home, something I hadn't done in a long while. At the left was a big wide-open area filled with A large fireplace to the far left, two sofas that made a backwards L shape and a huge screen TV. There was another empty room that led beyond that point. To the right of the front door was a beautiful kitchen. A black granite island was set in the middle and to the left of it was an all black stove and refrigerator. Behind the island was a sink and some high and low cabinets that lined up against the wall. Every piece of furniture was a dark black color. The house was a very dark maroon painted color. I opened up the refrigerator and found some tasty beverages. I took a soda and popped it open it was very refreshing. I scavenged through the cabinets and found some chips to my surprise they were my favorite kind. It was quite odd that everything in this house so far is what I pictured my dream house to look like and it held my favorite snacks in the kitchen. My leg still ached in pain but I managed to deal with it since I had no idea where the nearest hospital might be and I didn't want to wander around with that thing roaming outside. After I finished snacking I laid down on the sofa thinking about Dean and everything that had happened with Blaine. I needed sleep and managed to knock out by crying myself to sleep.