#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. Then I heard a large echo of laughs from a cell. I ran towards the voice of laughs and joy! But no! It was not a laughter, it was not a joy, it was a face of tear with screams of cry.

I entered the room whilst the footsteps from the behind came closer to me. While I stood scared watching the shadow approached me from behind, it growled, "Oi! Boy where ya going? This no place for kids like you!".

I turned with my heart full of fears and that scarred face, oh and that eye! That cat eye! The guys angry look on the face made me cry.

He grabbed me by the collar to kick me out until a doctor from the room at yelled him to come back. The scarred face drop me on the floor while he runs into the room.

I never wanted this in my life but when I entered the hospital I had just one goal and that was to see my brother before he kissed the silence of death!

I peeped from the door of the room, there lied a patient screaming in pain and agony. He was perplexed with his mouth skin tore down,his hands turned to roots...