Chapter 4: The Escape
I rolled over onto my back after sleeping on my left side, just after I had fainted into a deep sleep.
I couldn't remember much. But I could remember having quite a shock just before I lost consciousness.
I now fluttered my sleepy eyes open so that I was staring at the ceiling above, which was fairly dark. There were no lights on in this small room anymore like before, except for the machine that I was attached to, which flashed constantly every few seconds with a red light, just as it had when I first laid my eyes on it.
It suddenly hit me again that I wasn't at home anymore. I was in a place that I had never seen before and no one was around. I started to feel my heart racing as I started to panic.
I sat up in my bed as quickly as possible and tried to see through the darkness. My eyes eventually began to adjust to the dark room and I could make out a door in the corner of the room.
I have to get out of this place.
So I slid my feet over the side of the bed and landed on the cold hard floor, which sent an unwelcome shiver up my spine.
As I started to walk away from the bed, I felt myself being pulled back once again by the tube which was firmly situated in my wrist.
"Oh great! Now I can't move." I groaned, too afraid to remove the tube again, especially after what happened last time.
The pain was too unbearable the first time. I just couldn't put myself through it once again.
After a few moments of debating, leave and most likely suffer the most excruciating pain ever, or, stay and be held captive in this place for who knows how long, I then decided to do the thing that seemed the most logical at the time.
I chose to escape.
So I nervously began to remove the tube from my wrist and decided that once I was free, to leave as soon as possible, not wanting to waste anytime waiting around for the pain to kick in.
Finally the tube pulled free from my body and I ran to the door wondering if it was even open.
I grasped the cold doorknob in my nervous, sweaty hand and turned it with ease. Bizarrely enough it wasn't even locked.
What are these people keeping me in a room for, obviously wanting me to stay in here, only to leave the door unlocked?
The idea was definitely insane but I was thankful all the same.
I peered into the hall just outside the room and ensured that it was safe to leave before stepping outside.
Odd! No one is even guarding the corridor. But it's not like I want anyone to find me escaping anyway, so I'll just use this to my own advantage.
So I headed down the left side of the corridor hoping that it would lead me outside. It was so quiet and there didn't seem to be another room like mine along the path I had chosen.
I kept running quietly and I was almost to the end of the corridor when I felt a sharp pain fire through my stomach.
I almost keeled over from the agony it gave me. But I had to be strong, if I wanted to leave this place I had to keep running.
Various thoughts passed through my mind as I kept running. Really strange ones that I considered as impossible at the time but thought afterwards that maybe they were quite practical.
Things such as, what if I am in Bevelle and the place I'm in is somewhere I haven't ever been before? That man had called it Zanarkand though. But there could be a place in Bevelle called Zanarkand couldn't there? No of course not. I know everything there is to know about Bevelle. Maybe I'm dreaming. I wish someone would wake me up. It's not a dream it's a nightmare. Why am I even running? Why am I even escaping from this place, when all that man tried to do was help me? But what if he wasn't trying to help me?
"Ouch!" I cried as I felt another pain cut through my upper leg.
Something weird was going on. I hadn't hurt myself that bad had I?
Finally I reached the end of the corridor and placed my body up against the left wall so that I could peek around the corner and still remain partially hidden.
All clear, no one was there yet again. This was all too easy and it didn't seem right. Nothing about this whole situation seemed right. Being placed in a small room, wearing different clothes and no one was stopping my escape.
Something was up, I could sense it. I bowed my head to the ground and thought about whether I should go any further or stay in this place.
It's strange. Situations like these are so complicated. Like right now I could keep running and no one would stop me and I could escape. And yet I feel that I should stop because I have inkling that all is not well.
However if someone did try to stop me, I would most likely try and fight them off because I was determined to escape.
Looking up again I decided that if I left this place something that I would not be prepared for would surely jump out at me.
So I finally decided to head back and thought that if I stayed here, I might get some answers.
But no sooner had I decided on this course of action, I heard someone from behind call out, "Hey! What are you doing down there?"
Turning around I saw a dark figure running towards me. Naturally my instincts told me to run. I didn't know any better, I just knew that when someone was after you, you should start running and that was what I did.
I dropped my plan to stay in this place, because now everything was different. Someone had found me and obviously knew that I was capable of taking care of myself.
So I darted around the corner, which I was so carefully considering going around, only a few short minutes ago.
As I ran down the corridor on the left of the first corridor that I had run down, I noticed that it started to light up. The ceiling was shining down on me with its bright lights, blinding me, as I had to yet again adjust my eyes from the dark to the light.
After a time, my bi-coloured blue and green eyes blinked away the haziness, which was making it easier to see where I was headed.
I thought that maybe the lights (which were now easier on my eyes) were a sign that trouble was fast approaching. It had to be. Otherwise the person following would find it rather difficult to find me in the dark.
I didn't know where I was headed. I just kept turning down every corridor that came my way, hoping that this place wasn't some kind of maze that I somehow had to find my way through.
The person was gaining on me, as I could start to make out their heavy breathing rapidly growing louder, as they began to catch up.
Oh please don't let them hurt me if they catch me before I get out of here. I secretly prayed to no one in particular.
Another pain shot through my body as I began to grow tired from lack of breath.
It suddenly felt like all those late nights and early mornings were coming back to haunt me, from the two previous years. They were weighing me down and making me feel like I wouldn't make it out of this place now.
Lulu was right in a way. I really should have got more sleep, even if I thought I didn't need it. But she didn't know what I did late at night, or what I did so early in the morning. If she did, she most certainly would have thought I was crazy.
Finally I couldn't take it anymore, as I felt the most severe pain enter my chest and cause me to cough and gasp violently, as I tried to force air into my lungs.
I was almost there, I could feel it. Almost on my way out. I had it in my grasp, and this final pain had cost me everything.
Now I was collapsing in slow motion to the floor below, not breathing at all.
My journey was over. My life was gone. This was the end of my story.
A/N: People what did you think of this chapter? I myself thought that this was probably one of the best chapters so far. But hey I can't rely on my opinion to keep this story going. I need you people. So please review if you feel you have something constructive to say. It will be much appreciated. For those of you who have negative comments, please keep them to yourself and off my review board. Thanks.
P.S. In the first chapter I named the chapter wrong. It was supposed to be titled, "The Horrible Truth." I am going to update this. So if you receive an email or whatever saying I have a new chapter called "The Horrible Truth." Pay no attention, as it is only chapter one. Unless of course you can't resist reading it again.
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