#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.

I could really feel the thundering throbs of my heart now. Sweats profuse all over my skin. And my breathing is getting heavy. I terribly feel the aching thirst deep down my dried throat.
" No, I have to keep myself steady" I mumbled inside my head.
" This is not true! I must have been dreamin!" I continued to reaffirm myself in-between my shivering hands.

Gasping for breath, I decisively make a sudden turn around to face the harrowed darkness. I can barely see anything but I need to grope for another bend.
"There must be a way somewhere else in here," I told myself while stepping forward...