#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.
Oooh my eyes are opening slowly and my breath is still high, where am I? What the hill are these clothes.... I can't remember anything, my head is hurting me and I can feel dizy.
The door is opening slowly some one is coming, apparently he is a...