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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. I turned up to face the man who has been following me. It was a cold dark evening, it was dark everywhere, I could not see the man's face properly in the dark. He ordered me to come along with him, as I followed him, my hands were trembling, shiver ran down my spine, I could ever utter a single word, and then I realised my thoughts were rushing in a wrong direction when the lights went on and it was the doctor who was looking for me since I was missing from my bed.