DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone except for Tori. I do not own the places either. I just own Tori.
Tori got up off the cliff and headed back through the woods to her truck. She turned it on, let it warm up and then let herself warm up for a while. When she was warm enough, and her pants were no longer soaked with snow, she drove toward where the dam used to be.
The road was covered in snow and parts of it were flooded forcing her to find alternate paths. When her truck couldn't handle it anymore she stopped and walked. It was only about a mile from where she was to the mountain that the dam had connected to.
As she walked she thought about how she was supposed to save this little girl. She thought about how she would find the entrance into the demolished place, how she would find that damn room, and how she was supposed to get in there and back out. Then she thought about what would happen if she got lost, if she got stuck in this place, and what would happen to her if she got stuck in a room that was flooded. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around. She was considering running back to her truck and going all the way home.
'No. This is impossible. That little girl isn't really there; this is just from lack of sleep, or something I ate. Maybe this is the wine from last night kicking in. Yeah. That's it. Just bad wine; maybe even spiked by some punk. None of this is real. I was just hallucinating. Yeah. I'm going home. Just going to get in the truck and drive straight back to Pennsylvania. Not stopping except for gas.' She decided as she started marching back towards her car.
Without warning she was marching through a dark, damp, muggy hall. She was surrounded by doors on either side of her that all seemed to lead to rooms that were all very similar. She kept walking, paying very close attention to detail, and searching; searching for what exactly she didn't know; perhaps the little girl.
The rooms were filled with schematics, surgical tools, strange machines, and all sorts of things that Tori would expect only to find in some sort of laboratory. She had no clue why but she was getting horrible vibes from all of these rooms.
She walked to the end of the hallway and came to a fork. She stood there for a moment trying to decide which way to go.
"You should go left."
Tori screamed at the sudden sound of a man's voice. She turned around and standing a few feet in front of her was a man. He was tall, sickly thin, and was dressed in simply a hospital gown that seemed to be too big for him. He had black greasy hair and a huge fresh surgical scar that ran along his right temple. His most distinguishing feature, other than the scar that made him seem like Frankenstein, were his eyes; Tori couldn't help but stare at them. The man's right eye was blue while the left was green.
"Who are you?" Tori asked. She was scared now. She wasn't supposed to be in this place.
"My name is Jason Stryker." The strange man answered.
"What are you doing here?" Tori asked. She felt a little ridiculous for asking this stranger why he was here when she wasn't even supposed to be there herself.
"I was brought here." He answered.
"For what?" Tori asked. She wondered if this man was also trapped here along with the little girl. Then she wondered what kind of a place she was in where they had little girls and Frankenstein running around.
"I was brought here by my father to die." He answered bluntly.
Tori didn't answer him. She was too busy letting his words soak into her brain. The man waited, he knew that the answer he had given was not one she had expected.
Tori needed to break the silence; she had to ask this guy some questions. To break the silence she said, "Well…at least he didn't succeed."
"That's what you think." the man answered.
Tori was confused. She had no idea what that comment meant. Surely the man wasn't dead seeing as how he was standing right in front of her.
"Go left." He repeated.
"How do you -" she began, but he interrupted her.
"Left." He simply stated.
"How do I know I can trust you?" Tori asked.
The man's expression changed from devoid of emotion to anger. It was an ugly look that made Tori regret asking the question.
"You can't." The man said harshly.
Tori was now standing alone in the hallway facing a fork. She was trying to figure out whether she should go left or right. It was as if the last few minutes had never happened. After a few moments she heard a sound. It sounded like crying.
'The little girl!' Tori thought.
She followed the sound and it led her to the hallway on her left. Halfway down the hallway was a little boy, sitting against a wall and crying. The boy looked to be no older than 12, had brown hair, and pale skin. When he saw Tori he looked up at her. Tori couldn't help but notice that the boy's eyes were two different colors; one blue and one green.
"Hey there." Tori said as she kneeled down next to the boy.
The boy didn't answer he just continued to stare as tears rolled down his face.
"Don't worry; I'm not going to hurt you." Tori said.
"Promise?" The boy choked out.
"I promise." Tori smiled. "I'm here to help you. What's your name?"
"My name's Jason." the boy said.
"Hi, Jason. My names Tori." She smiled.
"How did you get here?" The boy asked.
"I don't know exactly, but I was looking for a little girl." Tori told him.
"My sister?" The boy asked. "You know where my sister is?"
"No, but I'm looking for her. Now that I found you we'll have a better chance of finding her. Two heads are better than one right?" Tori comforted him.
"Right!" The boy wiped his face and Tori helped him up.
"Do you remember the last place you saw her?" Tori asked.
"She was in this big, round room." The little boy said.
"Do you know how to get there?" Tori asked.
The boy nodded.
"Alright, let's go get her then." Tori smiled.
She held out her hand for the boy and helped him up. He dried his face on his baggy sleeve and then smiled at Tori. He then led her through hallways and rooms as if he was leading her through his home. The two of them then stood outside of a giant metal door.
"I don't know how to get in." the boy said. "Do you think you could remember your way back?"
"I think so, but why -" Tori found herself standing in the snow facing the direction of her truck.
She looked around and said, "That's it. I'm getting the fuck out of here for good."
She walked halfway back to her truck when she saw a man approaching her. She stopped and stared.
"Hello!" The man called. He was dressed warmly and in hiking gear. His hair was jet black and he was a rather thin man despite the heavy, bulky gear he was wearing.
As the man approached Tori grew cautious. She was beginning to not trust reality anymore.
The man, who was greeted by only silence from Tori asked, "Ma'am, do you need help? Are you hurt?"
"Just relax Tori, you're back outside, this is real. It has to be. You're not in that creepy building, you're outside. Outside is safe." She whispered to herself.
"Ma'am?" the man called again now beginning a quick jog as to reach her faster incase she was hurt.
The man reached her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Ma'am, are you okay?" he asked.
"Y-Yeah." Tori answered. "Sorry, I'm just having an off day. I thought I was seeing things."
"Do you want to sit down? Would that help?" The man asked.
"Yes, I think it would." Tori said.
"Here, come with me, there's this place up in the mountains I stumbled upon last time I was up here. There's plenty of places to sit and there's food and water in there. I think it's some abandoned military base. Whatever it is, it's nice. I just hope the dam bursting didn't damage it too much." The man said. "My name's Jason by the way."
Tori couldn't help but have this strange feeling that she'd heard that name several times just that morning. She also couldn't help but feel that somewhere before she had seen a man with two different colored eyes just like this man's were. The strange déjà vu feeling made her feel a little sick.
"Tori." she stated. "I'm sorry I'm not very social right now, I just really need to sit down."
"It's alright." The man said. "Just follow me."
