A/N: Thank you for all the reviews and support! I truly thank all of you from the bottom of my heart. Every single one of you is wonderful and has inspired me to continue writing this story. I hope it continues to please you. This is a fairly short chapter, but it leads up to some important plot points.

Welcome any new readers! Enjoy!

I had never seen someone as frightening as him before.

How could a human being look so monstrous?

But….could he even be considered a human being?

This enormous…thing in front of me was horribly disfigured from his managed face to his blood soaked hands. And if there was a shred of humanity left in this monster, it certainly was well-hidden in his blood thirsty eyes.

Whatever had happened to him, he was obviously using it to his advantage.

"Little Pig." He growled, reaching towards me.

'Move, Young-ja! Move!' I screamed internally, trying to pull myself up. 'You're no good to Miles if you're dead! Now move!'

My heart pounded faster and faster as this creature drew closer and closer.

'MOVE!'

Finally, just as he lunged forward, I rolled out of the way and scrambled out to the hallway.

I didn't bother to check my surroundings or try be quiet; I just wanted to get the hell away from that monstrosity as quickly as possible.

Hurdling over fallen desks and dead bodies, I sprinted back into the lobby and swerved into the right hallway, hoping to find a hiding spot.

I cursed as I discovered a majority of the doors were locked or boarded up.

"God dammit!" I hissed, my heart pounding in my ears.

In the distance, I could hear the monster's footsteps, and I reached for the baseball bat.

Only to grasp air.

"Shit! I left it back in the security room!"

Defenseless, I hurried further down the hallway, banging doors as I went and never looking back once.

And just when I thought I was completely fucked, the last door on the left was opened, so I bolted inside, slamming the door behind me.

The room I was in appeared to be a prescription storage unit with cabinets filled to the brim with various bottles and patient files.

Quickly, I ransacked one of the ground cabinets, tossing all the bottles to the side before crawling in and closing the square door behind me.

With one hand, I held the door handle, and with the other, I covered mouth, praying the monster wouldn't find me again.

Not a second later, the door shot off its hinges and the creature entered the room.

I watched him through a crack in the cabinet door, trying to keep my heart under control.

He moved around the room, occasionally stopping and staring at the ceiling like he could see something others couldn't.

It was like he was trying to sense where I was.

The thought alone made my hands quiver.

"Little whore." He snarled, not two feet away from my hiding spot. "I'll find you. All of you. Can't let it out."

'Can't let what out? How am I a threat? And what does he mean by 'all of you'?'

A shiver ran down my spine and I almost let out a gasp.

'Does he mean Miles?! Oh God, I need to hurry up and find him!'

"Have to contain it." He continued mumbling to himself. "Maintain OPSEC, full black, can't... wait, shhh...have..to..contain!"

I almost screamed when the monster rammed his fist into the door next to me, rattling the entire cabinet.

I bit my tongue and tightened my grip as he eased away, his knuckles covered in splinters and blood.

"I'll find all you whores." His voice trailed off as he gradually left the room. "All of you…."

Once I could no longer hear his footsteps, I slowly crawled out of the cabinet and…..just sat there.

Within a single hour, I had come across hallways full of mangled bodies, walls caked in blood, and monsters beyond my wildest nightmares.

And all I could think of, as I sat in that room, was, 'Wherever you are, Miles, I hope you're safe.'

(Miles)

'Shit, shit, shit!'

Since that 'priest' shut off the power, I've been racing around the basement trying to turn the generator back on AND avoiding this nutjob with a pipe.

After switching on the second lever, I quickly hid myself in a nearby locker, knowing the buzz of electricity would probably attract the bastard.

'Speaking of bastards, I hope the huge McFuckFace is bothering someone else because the moment I unlock the doors, I'm out of this hell hole.'

I turned on my camcorder's night vision once the variant entered the room and watched him through the locker slits.

He hummed and beat his pipe against the metal shelves as he waltzed around. Then he approached the lockers, and I braced myself for a flight or fight situation.

But, instead of opening my locker, he opened the locker door adjacent to me and mumbled, "No putty tat here" before leaving.

To be safe, I waited a minute before venturing out to the hallway.

I peeked out to the left.

'No nut job here.'

Then, I peeked out to the right.

'And no nut job here.'

Seizing the chance, I shot down the hallway and back towards the main circuit board.

'Once I get out of here, I'm taking the girls to Disneyland.'

Racing up to the board, I slammed the 'On' button, and power was restored to the asylum.

"Time to get the fuck out here."

I scurried back up stairs and slipped through the crack in the wall.

Once I was back on the main floor, I hurried into the security office.

Only to trip on a baseball bat on my in.

"What the fuck is something like this doing here?!" I kicked it aside and approached the control bench. "Probably one of the guard's."

'Hang on, Short Stack. I'm coming home.'

But, before I could type the exit code in, something was jabbed into my neck, and I fell to my knees.

'W-what?!'

"I'm sorry, my son," The 'priest' stood next to me with an empty syringe in his hand. "I didn't want to have to do this to you. But you can't leave, not yet."

"Fuck off!" I tried to push him away as my vision began to fade, and I lost control of my muscles. "What…what did you inject me with?!"

"There is so much for you to witness." He grasped my arms in his hands and shook me, a deranged gleam in his eyes. "So much." Then he turned me towards the security cameras and pointed to one of the bottom left ones.

The fuzzy, gray screen displayed three soldiers entering a room with their weapons ready to attack.

"Will you see it? Can you?" The 'priest' reached out and caressed the screen. "Our lord the Walrider, tearing His truth into unbelievers."

Immediately, one of the soldiers was lifted into the air and thrown aside.

'What the-?!'

The other soldiers began firing at the unknown assailant before they were also lifted up and dragged away, screaming and clawing at the ground.

My consciousness began to fade in and out, and I struggled to keep my eyes opened.

'I..got to..get out of here…'

The last thing I heard before blacking out completely was the 'priest' telling me, "The only way out of this place is the truth. Accept the gospel and all the doors will open before you."

'Young-ja…..I'm….sorry.'

I didn't want to leave that room.

I didn't want to go back out there and see all the vile sights that probably grew worse as one went deeper into the asylum.

But I couldn't stay here.

I had to find my husband.

And bring him home to our daughter and puppy.

So, I grasped the edge of a fallen table and pulled myself onto my shaking feet.

"I have to retrieve Miles' bat."

Without that, I'm powerless.

My trek back towards the security station was a tense one.

Every sound from the rats scurrying around to the whirl of damaged electronics caused me to freeze in place and hold my breath.

I didn't want any more surprise guests today, one was plenty.

Eventually, I reached the security station and found the bat underneath the control bench.

"Nice to see you still intact." I bent down and picked it up, rubbing my hands down the smooth wooden layer. "Please pass on some of your owner's courage to me. Just for tonight."

I gave a tiny smirk and was about to leave when something on the security camera caught my eye.

A man in cleric's clothing was carrying a body over his shoulder, whispering something to himself.

The slumped body appeared to be a man, but since the camera was too far away and fuzzy, I couldn't make out any features.

"Maybe…" I twisted a knob and increased the visual resolution, yet I still couldn't identify him.

But, when the cleric stumbled climbing over a desk, his grip on the body slipped, and the camera caught sight of his face.

"Miles!" I covered my mouth. "Oh my God, what has happened to you?!"

Quickly, I typed in the camera's ID number, livid at what I just saw.

A red map flashed on the screen, pointing to a building that said 'Prison Ward' in bold letters.

Memorizing the route, I flung myself away from the desk and dashed back out to the hallway, fear clouding at heart at my husband's condition.

'Hold on, Miles, I'm coming!'

A/N: So close, yet so far. The point of this chapter really was to show how close Miles and Young-ja were to finding each other. And Miles! The "Huge McFuckFace" is bothering your wife! haha. And it was also to get Young-ja to explore the deeper parts of the asylum. After this chapter, I'll probably change the story rating to 'M' just to be safe. Ugh, Nursing school is killing me. I'm so sleepy all the time,but I promise to update as often as I can!

I was watching "The Mummy" earlier today (love Branden Frasier!) and all I could see was Miles and Young-ja! Lol. Maybe I'll do an AU for that in the special chapters. Hahaha.