Chapter 2: The Prison
I reached for Barry's arm and he gently tugged away and walked off. "We don't
have time to feel sorry for anyone. We need to get out of here or we're going to end up
like Joe and Ken. I'm sure you don't want that now do you?" In an instant he became
cold. He was right, If I was going to stand around and fall over myself I might as well
put a bullet in my own head. I couldn't help it, I began to walk away as the tears welled
up in my eyes and suddenly it hits me. I'm trapped in a prison, a place that even the
sickest minds could never dream of, or even comprehend. My only sanctuary lies
in the light that keeps the dark off of my back. My only sanctuary in my sanity….
As I stood there, I heard Barry walk off into the distance and open a door. He
turned to me and waved. I waved bye to him, but in the back of my head I wanted to
follow him, I needed him by me. I kept replaying josephs' and Kenny's deaths in the
back of my mind and I started to think. I can't die here, not tonight. I have to fight…
I have to live. So I ran off to the nearest door and turned the knob, I tugged on the door
and I stumbled back. Locked? No, it can't be. Again, I try and no dice, I can't get it
open. Just as I turn to leave I notice a small emblem on the top of the keyhole. A
helmet? What does it stand for? Then it dawned on me….I need a key.
I almost broke down, where was I going to find a key? In this place! I think not.
I almost scoffed at the idea until I remembered the situation, maybe a door being locked
would save me from them. Then again a locked door could easily end my life. This truly
was a prison. Tonight I must make my escape, if not then I'll end my own life, end it on
my terms, because I won't become one of those things. God Help me…..