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Runaway Train

Three

She slowly stepped up to the door and read the sign. Although the nagging feeling in her stomach didn't cease. She felt there was something in here that she just had to find out, so she urged herself into the building. It looked fairly normal, like she'd expect a medial clinic to; a reception area, wheelchairs pushed again the left wall, a rolling table with needles and such things laying on it.

Suddenly, a dizzy spell seemed to sweep over her and she couldn't hold her balance. She collapsed against the door as the room she stood in flashed several times from being completely empty to full of people until it finally stopped. Her eyes widened at the sight before her and she gripped her chest tightly, sliding down the wall.

A receptionist now sat behind the desk, and people filled the lobby. As people passed her she'd call out until she finally realized, not one of them could see her. From one examining room, two doctors exited restraining a young child with the darkest ebony hair. One of the doctors reached for the table to grab a syringe, but instead, he knocked something off of it onto the floor. She screamed and a woman who seemed to be her mother sobbed, telling the girl to go with the doctors so they could help her. Then, the strangest thing happened; the girl seemed to stop struggling and stare straight into Gabriella's eyes. Gabriella froze and then swallowed hard, "You're not... l-looking at me... you can't... be...."

The girl seemed to only lip the words, but Gabriella heard them in her head, "What you see... I see. What you see... I see..." then she began screaming it so that the words were coming out of her mouth, "What you see, I see! What you see, I see!" and she struggled more against the doctors until she broke loose and tripped, grabbing hold of Gabriella's foot, screaming even louder.

"Stop! Stop! Let go! Let go of me!" she sobbed and held her gun to the girl, "Let go!!"

"What's she screaming at?!" one nurse yelled.

"I don't know, restrain her!" the doctor said as he ran to her side and clamped both arms around the girl and pulled her up off the floor. Another doctor came in as the girl began kicking and flailing her arms around, still ranting the words.

Gabriella curled into a ball and squeezed her eyes shut tight, "Please... just... s-stop..." she halted for a minute as the yelling and noise abruptly stopped. She opened her damp eyes and looked around at an empty room, "What?! But there... that's just not possible!" she screamed, "Where is everyone?" she breathed and leaned against the wall. She decided she'd wait a few hours to move. She needed time to recompose herself.

She pulled herself off the ground and shakily stood. The hall was dark and she couldn't see much except something that seemed to glare off the light from outside. She slumped towards the shiny object sitting between the wheelchairs and the tables. It was a key. She arched an eyebrow, "But to what?" she sighed and observed a large 6 on the handle. She turned her attention to the tables and saw a flashlight sitting on the second shelf, "Oh thank God." she breathed and picked it up.

She flipped the switch and began walking down the hall, shining her light directly ahead. There was a wheelchair sitting there facing the wall, however, something seemed to be sitting in it, "H-Hello? Who... Who's there?" she asked. The wheelchair turned itself around to face her. There in the seat, was the girl from before. She looked wet and her lip was swollen. Her eyes then rolled back into her head and she began rolling towards Gabriella. She screamed and began running back to the beginning of the hall tugging on door handle, after door handle until one finally opened for her. She tightly shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed she had escaped the girl and found herself in an office. She searched the room and strangely enough found handgun bullets on the desk and some papers sitting under the study lamp, which strangely enough was on. She flipped her flashlight off and looked over the notes. They seemed to be doctor's notes.

I don't know what to do with her. She's here once a week and when she is she screams, fusses and starts ranting strange things. She needs to go to Brookhaven, but her parents won't have it. I'm pretty sure they're involved in that cult crap they learned at that orphanage they grew up in. I wish the girl's real parents were alive. She had an older sister too, but she... well, that's the end of my notes. I have a visitor.

Dr. James Weaver

That was the end of the notes. Gabriella looked perplexed, what could have happened to that little girl and her sister? What would have possessed that girl to go so frantic and crazy? She closed the folder and saw a memo on the wall.

Please clean out Dr. Weaver's office. Put his personal belongings in one box and his doctors notes in the other. The girl has been sent to Brookhaven and we will be updated on how long she will be kept there.

"So what? Did he die... or quit? Or what? Oh... there's another memo."

P.S. YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS STAY OUT OF X-RAY ROOM 6. I KNOW HOW CURIOUS YOU CAN GET AND IT IS STILL UNDER INVESTIGATION BY THE POLICE.

"X-ray room...6?" she pulled the key from her pocket and looked around on it, "So this must be..." she growled yet again and decided to peek out the door. No sign of her new best friend. She reached in her pocket for the flashlight, when her hand met another hand. She gasped and turned around slowly. There she was in all her glory.

"What you see..."

Gabriella screamed and ran out the door, the girl seemed to be pursuing her because directly after she heard a wheelchair again. She skidded to a stop at the end of the hall and turned to see the girl rolling towards her. It took all of her courage but just as the girl seemed to reach her, she ran the opposite direction. She ran hard and in doing so caught herself on one of the tray tables. She frantically yelped and pulled herself loose, running down the hallway. As she reached the lobby she noticed an elevator and hit the button several times before the doors opened and she threw herself in. She looked at the buttons and hit the one marked 'B'. The elevator shifted and she felt like she could breathe again. Suddenly, the light in the elevator turned red and a recording came on.

"Warning. Restricted level. Please insert your ID card."

"Oh no... I'm going to die here in this elevator. In this place, right here!" she sobbed and hit the elevator wall. She then heard a sound clap on the floor beside her and she looked down, it was an ID card. It must have gotten caught on her when she bumped into the tray table. She wasn't ready to enter the basement just yet. Once again, she curled herself up in the corner of the elevator and cried.
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Author's Notes: What did you think? Scary? I have more coming.