#WritcoStoryChallenge
The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end.

"Shit," I screamed.
It was the end. There was no way to run. I could hear him saying my name aloud as if it would calm me down.

"Oh, here you are," he said, pleased to find me hunched up into the corner. He smiled and rubbed his hands together.

"This won't pain, Avery," he said taking out the long injection which was filled with some unknown,...