Part 2

Noo… where am I? Why am I here…? I cried inside my head while I walked in the dark corridor of this dank-smelling building. The cold floor where my naked feet walked was black with dirt and dust. The dust in the air clung to my sweaty skin and my face, which was wet with my flowing tears. My eyes had barely adjusted to the darkness but my nose could smell the mold and oldness of the building in the air.

The building had been abandoned for a long time. I could feel paper on the floor and peeling paint and plaster on the wall. This place used to be an office before. Or a school? I wasn’t sure. But it was obvious it had been abandoned for a long time.

I still wore my nurse’s uniform because I had just come out of my shift from the hospital, and I was sure it had become dirty from my running and from bumping into things I couldn’t see in the dark. My mom always kept my uniforms immaculate before she died.

Mommy… am I going to die in a dirty uniform? Please, help. Save me! Oh my god… why a