A/N: Okay, so its been awhile since i've updated this story. I'm abit lazy if you can't tell haha. Anyways i've noticed many followers but not many reviews, would appreciate some feedback guys if you could~3 remember the more reviews, the more motivated I am to get chapters out quicker :D
But anywho, on to the story. We finally get to the good stuff~

CHAPTER 3

Heather

I groaned as the shooting pain in my leg became worse from walking. I stumbled off to the side and leaned against the wall of the hallway.

I'm not going to make it out of here anytime soon. Douglas was probably waiting for me now, standing by the car at the gas station impatiently.
Maybe he will assume i'm dead and leave without me...

Suddenly a squeaking sound echoes through the hospital. Like the sound of moving metal that needed some oil. Metal moving. Turning.
A valve?

I push off the wall, cringing at the pain returning to my leg as I stumbled quickly towards where the sound was coming from. Maybe Douglas had come looking for me, maybe he was making the sound to let me know hes here.
Surely he would just call my name though? no...that would let everything know he was human and draw the attention of monsters. Yes, thats it.

Even if it didn't happen to be Douglas after all, why would a monster turn a valve? it wouldn't be surprising if they didn't even know how to. Surely only a human would, and anything besides a monster is good news to me.

Help is here Heather, you just have to find it.

Valtiel

I had fallen behind, deciding that following Cheryl wasn't the best idea. Why did I follow her anyway? she was a weak human, not worthy of my attention. But she was so interesting, she was different.
She was brave, stubborn, rather mature at times, she was unique from the other people I have seen.

I returned to my duties, it would most likely be best if I just left her alone. She would find her way out eventually, go back to that private investigator and leave this town forever. And I will soon forget she even existed. Yes, that was best.

I hear footsteps echoing down a hall, they were quick and uneven. It wasn't the slow clack of heels from a nurse, but light thudding of boots. Whatever it was didn't emit any growls or groaning, and why were they in such a rush?

Human.

Only humans run like that.
I listen closer and find that they are coming closer, I can now hear her panting.
Cheryl.
Why was she heading this way? no monsters were following her, she must be heading this way for a reason.

Her footsteps become louder, I continue to turn a valve absentmindedly. Shes so close, I can sense her.
We are in the same room.
The footsteps stop.

I am a fair way up a blood stained wall, where there are a set of valves. I'm hard to miss, I know she sees me.
I turn my head ever so slightly and I can see her.
It feels like its been so long since i've seen her form, those odd clothes, her short hair and unusual eyes.

"N-no...its that...I saw i- I should've...known I-" Cheryl whispers, to herself. Probably not wanting me to hear.

My throat begins to burn, jagged breathes escape and small, near un-noticeable coughs.
What am I doing?
Am I...trying to speak? do I even have a voice?
I cannot remember the last time I used it.

I stop turning the valve. I notice Cheryl is backing away

The burning begins to fade as I stop myself from trying to force out words, I turn my head fully towards Cheryl.
She panics and begins running back the way she came from.

After a moment I decide to follow her, I had a feeling she was going to find herself in trouble.
And oh she did.

The poor girl ended up running down a hall with only one door at the end of it, she was obviously planning on running into the room to hide.
But I knew what was behind that door.

This room was often filled with around ten nurses, they flocked there whenever the Red Pyramid needed satisfying.
Sometimes I would hear moaning from the pathetic monster, it was quite annoying but I tolerated it.

I had seen the executioner walk into the room not long ago, he was surely still in there. God knows what he would do to my Cheryl.

I turn the corner in time to see Cheryl run into the room.