I groaned as I came to, my head pounding as I lay in the darkness. My limbs were still numb, fear prickling over me about the loss of control I had over my body. Everything still felt fuzzy, my mind swirling with thoughts I couldn't pin down. Good one Mel, this is probably what you get for making a kid cry. Brilliant. The room was reasonably silent, the only sound was my jagged breathing which wasn't entirely comforting. I lay still for a few minutes, staring at every corner, hoping there were no shadows willing to drag me down to whatever hell they came from. It's reassuring to know that in the moments you're scared, your mind decides to amplify it.
Feeling and movement slowly started to make its way down my body, making me sigh in relief. I pushed myself up onto my knees, trying to calm my mind to form some relevant course of action. I crawled over to the light seeping in through under the door, forcing myself to stand up. My head swirled as I doubled over, ready to be sick. Whatever was in that dart wasn't doing wonders for me.
I opened the door, the bright light from the hallway momentarily blinding me. I staggered out, holding onto the wall for support. My head was pounding as I navigated my way through the halls, stopping occasionally to hold in the contents of my stomach. By the time I made it out, I was standing on my own, my hands still shaking slightly. I walked into the reception area, the main lights off, leaving the moon light as my source of direction. I headed straight for the exit, my heart pounding. I couldn't wait to get out of here, I don't think I could classify today as one of my good days. My hand gripped the cold steel handle and pulled. Nothing happened. I tried pushing, and still nothing. I begun shaking the door, willing it to open, frustration surging through me.
"Open goddammit!" I cursed, my voice echoing around the empty space.
"Who's there?" A voice shouted in the distance. I could see the flashlight, illuminating the room slightly. I sunk back into the shadows, not knowing if this was the same guy that drugged me. I edged around the wall as the security guard searched for the source of the noise. I made sure to keep out of the moonlight, making my movements as quite as possible. I have to admit I feel pretty cool, sneaking around in a museum after dark, as creepy as the place is.
Beep. Beep.
I froze as my pocket started vibrating, the light of my phone shining through the material of my jumper. I went to cover it with my hands but it was too late. The flashlight focused right on me. I ran.