Chapter 3 - Where am I?

I sit up, my head throbbing, I touch the back of my head only to be greated with more pain. There's a knot there. 

I look around but the only thing I see is the darkness engulfing me.

Where the hell am I?

 It's pitch black and I can’t see anything, not even a window or a door. I stand up and decide to try and find some sort of light switch. Carefully I make my way over to what I hope is a wall and then start slowly feeling along the sides for a switch.

 How did I even end up here again? I can’t really remember very well. I do remember getting off work and walking home though also being hit with something but that's about it. 

Someone must have jumped me or something and brought me to this weird place.

 If someone brought me here though shouldn’t I be tied up? This doesn’t make any sense. I just want to go home and forget everything. This is annoying. I don't feel like worrying about things like this. 

    I'm still fumbling along the side of the wall when I feel something crawl over my hand. Its long cold body scampering over my hand with its many legs sent a cold chill shooting up my arm.

 Disgusted and terrified I quickly swing my hand back in an effort to swing it off. When I feel its cold body leave my hand I quickly wipe my hand on my clothes. 

I don’t really want to feel along the wall anymore but I need a light, but if i'm being honest I don’t think I really want to see anything in here. 

Taking a deep breath I start to feel along the wall again when finally I feel a switch. I try flipping it back and forth a few times but no light comes on. 

It must be broken.

 There may be another one somewhere. Feeling along the wall for a few more minutes I still find nothing. This is pointless. I stand there letting the silence take over.

 “Whoosh”. 

That sounded like wind. It must be coming from outside but I still don’t see any windows or anything so maybe there's some sort of crack in the wall. 

Although if there is that means it’s probably still dark outside. Also meaning I haven't been in here long or at least I hope I haven't. If there's one thing I remember it’s that I always got off work late.

 Maybe if I could find the crack I could try and dig myself out of here, but that’s not very likely. 

    I start to walk towards what I hope is the middle of the room when I step in something that feels slick. Trying to ignore it I keep walking but instead I slip and fall on the ground hard and something stabs the midsection of my back.

 Slowly sitting up I start rubbing the spot with one hand.

“Ouch”!

“ That really hurt.” I'm probably going to have a bruise there. I stop messing with my back and turn around to feel around the floor behind me for the hard thing that had stabbed me.

 I'm kind of surprised as I lift it up, feeling around it I realize that it's a flashlight. I start feeling around for a button to turn it on. Finding it I click it and the flashlight comes on.

 I stand up and wave the flashlight around me a few times to get a better view of the place and it looks awful.

 There were random balls of trash everywhere, spider webs, dust, and it even had what looked like a bunch of mold growing from well, “everywhere!”

There’s also filthy water dripping from the ceiling. You would think if you were going to take someone somewhere it would be nicer than this even if you were some sort of serial killer.

 Oh and that's right if someone put me in here there's got to be a door around here somewhere,“right”? 

Hearing the sound of the wind again I see all of the mold hanging from the ceiling move a little from the light breeze. 

I shiver and follow the sound of the wind hoping it can help me get out of this disgusting place. 

The room is overall not very big. In a corner of the room I see a blackish grey bag sitting on the ground and it looks like there's a small hallway next to it.

 I stare at the bag for a minute and wonder what’s inside. I come to the conclusion that it’s probably full of torture tools. I feel the uneasiness of this situation set in.

 Ok calm down Yomi calm down your not gonna die yet or at least I don’t think. “Ya wait a give me a pep talk brain”I mumble. 

I walk over to the bag and crouch down beside it to cautiously open it. 

“What the hell”. 

This isn’t what I expected at all. Instead of torture tools or something theres nothing in here except for 3 cans of food 2 bottles of water and a blanket. 

    Jeez what was this person planning to do. 

“Woosh” 

I stand back up and point the flashlight down the small hallway and see a dark silver door. 

“Finally, I can leave”.

The sound of the wind grew louder as I approached the door. Letting out a breath I say “ok here goes nothing” then try pushing and pulling open the medal door but it won't budge. 

Great just what I wanted to die locked up in a filthy room. I press my back against the wall by the door and slowly lower myself down to the floor. 

Ok I knew it this is the end for me, my life is over and I never had a chance to make anything good out of it. 

“If that’s how you want to play it god just kill me now”. I lift up my arms toward the ceiling expectantly, but of course nothing happened. It was kind of agitating. 

I keep my arms up for a few more minutes still halfway expecting something, then finally I give up, “ah come on nothing” I yell. 

Dropping my arms back down to my sides. 

Maybe this is all some sort of dream and if I fall asleep I'll wake up back in my bed. I'm exhausted, stressed, and my head feels kind of groggy.

 Sleep should probably do me some good. With that in mind I drift off to sleep. 

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