Chapter 2
I wiped the remnants of vomit from my mouth and looked back at the corpse. How was this even possible? I found myself unable to look away from the body, as horrifying as the sight was. She was naked, completely exposed from the inside out. I never liked my body much, always thought I was much too skinny to be considered all that attractive. It wasn't until now that I began to take notice of my surroundings. I stood inside a concrete box of a room with just enough light from a little window to see its contents, though few it had.
Opposite the corpse, there was a rusted metal door. I walked over and reached for the handle. The door was locked. I needed a key. Maybe there was one in here somewhere. I got down on the floor and began feeling around. There was no furniture, so that was the only place I could think of to look. I searched it thoroughly, over and over again, but there was nothing in the room except me and-
The corpse.
It was a crazy idea, and the idea of coming in physical contact with a dead body, especially the one I had just burst out of, was not at all appealing to me. I had to try though. I had to find a way out. I knelt down next to the body and hesitated, hoping some alternative idea would pop in my head and I wouldn't have to get my hands dirty. Then I noticed something sticking out of the body's mouth, something that in the dim light I hadn't noticed before.
I reached for the object, taking care to not touch what I didn't need to. I grasped the end of it with my fingers then tilted her head back to free the object from her mouth. It felt smooth and metallic and slimy from blood and saliva. I held it up to the light. Sure enough, it was a key. I wiped the fluids off on my pants, stood, and walked back to the door.
Click. The key fit the door perfectly. I took a deep breath and turned the knob.
The door opened out into a long tunnel, so long that I couldn't see the other side. There was a road leading through it as if a car could travel through here, but why would anyone want to come here? What was the point? I started my journey through the tunnel, hoping there would be a way out on the other side.
I had been walking for about five minutes when I noticed the walls of the tunnel began to change. They began to decay and rust, and it got worse and worse the further I went. After a few more minutes, blood splotches began appearing. There were noises coming from up ahead, strange noises like nothing I had ever heard before. I stopped for a moment. I didn't want to know what was making such horrible sounds. But I couldn't go back. There was nothing for me here.
I continued on, taking caution in my steps. If there was something dangerous up ahead, I wanted to see it before it saw me. The sounds got louder and louder, but I could see nothing. I was beginning to think I was imagining all of this when I saw movement in the distance. I stopped for a moment, looking in horror at the creature before me. The form resembled a young girl but with grotesque features. She wore black wrappings around her body which covered her torso and head and had long, black fingernails that looked like they could stab someone like a knife.
I approached slowly. More than likely, the wrappings covered her eyes and she wouldn't be able to see me. Maybe if I was quiet enough, I could sneak past. Looking behind her, I noticed that there was a wall with a little opening that I could crawl through. I kept my eyes on her, not daring to look away even for a second. I walked around carefully, taking it one step at a time. I knew that only about a minute had passed, but it felt like much longer than that. I was about two feet away from the hole when I heard a loud screech from the soles of my shoes.
The creature looked in my direction and I knew I had to make a run for it. I took a dive for the hole and began crawling as fast as I could. I heard the creature come right up behind me, and I panicked, trying in vain to get away. I was almost all the way into the hole when I felt a sharp stab go through my foot. The monster yanked me out of the hole. I screamed and tried to wriggle away, but it was too late – it already had a hold of me.
With its free hand, the monster began cutting away its bandages. At the same time, I was losing a lot of blood and the world around me was beginning to fade away. The last thing I saw was a woman's face under the bandages and black hair.